Jesper assumes his canine form to sleep in during the winter stretch. The combination of his dense pelt and small enough size to fit in his den, offer the best sleep: warm and cozy. His sleepy eyelids open to allow aquamarine gaze to adjust to the daylight stretching into his cave. He reminds himself that he needs to expand his home so that Cam and their first child may move in. With her growing belly, he can sense the pressure becoming more urgent.
He lifts his head to look around though, nothing seems to be out of place so, he takes his time getting on all fours. He first stretches his mandible with a yawn. Next he stretches his back by reaching his front paws out in front of him and, half-laying down on them. He exhales a sigh as the stiffness eases before he stands upright again. Every part of his body feels whole and solid. His afforementioned right front leg holds no residual tension, stiffness or, soreness. The silvery canine makes his way to the mouth of his cavern and, juts his nose into the blistering wind. Jesper stands a moment or two as he filters through the happenings on the Isle.
No new scents reach him and, no calls of distress are heard. Jesper decides that, since nothing pressing needs his attention, he can check in with Caelestra. Now clear of the ceiling in his cave, he shifts from his fox form to his equine form. His black pelt appears plush like velvet and, reflects the weak sun with a healthy sheen. Directing his focus to finding the bear-shifter, Jesper soon determines which direction her perfume comes from. Muscular haunches propel him into an easy jog as he sets out to find her.
The black male hopes that Cam will make an appearance. He knows how much the mint mare is excited for the life that spring brings to the Isle. It would he nice to have more friends living here and, more foals at play. He finds Caelestra easy enough as her fragrance is so recently ingrained in his memory. Aquamarine gaze meets hers and, Jesper offers a warm smile. After coming to a halt, the black steed offers a verbal greeting. "Hello, Lady Caelestra. I hope the Isle is beginning to feel like home. How are you settling in?"