Jesper
09-03-2019, 03:29 PM
"You should do some recruiting" Leilan's words rang loudly in Jesper's mind. His roan brother is correct: Icicle Isle needed more numbers. So, despite the bitter cold, he knows he must travel to the mainland. The black stallion makes his way to the Isle's shore before he plunges into the arctic water. For the first swim since his duel with Sabrina, his strokes are strong and, all four limbs move with ease. Keeping his head above the water's surface, aquamarine gaze focuses on Nerine's shore until his hooves strike the rocky floor. The sleek black stallion pulls himself ashore and, onto all four legs. Jesper takes a moment to shake though, the behavior is mostly out of habit. The air temperature quickly freezes any liquid and so, very few droplets actually leave his pelt.
Once back on solid land, Jesper collects his thoughts. He has always liked the notion of tracking down other canine-shifters; of offering them a home on the Isle and, creating one big pack of dogs. Ultimately, he hopes to bump into Merida again. Though, Jesper feels confident that the Forest is the best place to start looking for any canine-shifter. It may be where he first encountered her but, it is also where he first called home in Beqanna. Therefore, it would always be his favorite haunt.
Alas, if he had any hope of finding other pack members, Jesper would have to look the part. He shifts into his canine form and, pushes forward into a light canter. The silver and gray todd navigates southward across Nerine, Taiga and, along the borders of Loess. Before long, Jesper enters the shadows of the Forest. He slows down to a walk before coming to a complete stop. He takes a moment to filter through the fragrances of the woods in order to locate the scents mingled amongst the pine and damp leaves. He finds his sense of smell less than acute as he pants from the jaunt to get here. Within several moments, Jesper has caught his breath and, now, can focus. He pads forward silently and, lowers his nose to the Forest floor. He inspects the trunks of trees, the moss and, the bed of leaves thoroughly.
While the male fox is not looking for any one in particular, at the moment, he anticipates finding another dog via the scents they have left behind: their urine on the trees and, their buried scat. If a non-canine approaches him, he would still be his usual diplomatic self. If they seemed an appropriate fit, he would extend an invitation to him or, her, just the same.
Once back on solid land, Jesper collects his thoughts. He has always liked the notion of tracking down other canine-shifters; of offering them a home on the Isle and, creating one big pack of dogs. Ultimately, he hopes to bump into Merida again. Though, Jesper feels confident that the Forest is the best place to start looking for any canine-shifter. It may be where he first encountered her but, it is also where he first called home in Beqanna. Therefore, it would always be his favorite haunt.
Alas, if he had any hope of finding other pack members, Jesper would have to look the part. He shifts into his canine form and, pushes forward into a light canter. The silver and gray todd navigates southward across Nerine, Taiga and, along the borders of Loess. Before long, Jesper enters the shadows of the Forest. He slows down to a walk before coming to a complete stop. He takes a moment to filter through the fragrances of the woods in order to locate the scents mingled amongst the pine and damp leaves. He finds his sense of smell less than acute as he pants from the jaunt to get here. Within several moments, Jesper has caught his breath and, now, can focus. He pads forward silently and, lowers his nose to the Forest floor. He inspects the trunks of trees, the moss and, the bed of leaves thoroughly.
While the male fox is not looking for any one in particular, at the moment, he anticipates finding another dog via the scents they have left behind: their urine on the trees and, their buried scat. If a non-canine approaches him, he would still be his usual diplomatic self. If they seemed an appropriate fit, he would extend an invitation to him or, her, just the same.
jesper
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