He waited until Cam invited him closer. Her sweet tone ignites a flutter in his heart and stirs him into motion. He pivots around and steps close enough to allow his whiskered muzzle to bump Cam's in gratitude for delivering this precious life. His aquamarine gaze shifts until they rest completely upon the folded form of his daughter. He stretches out his nose towards her dainty one and, exhales a warm whuff or two to carry his scent and greeting to her.
Jesper stirs from his dream and, smiles to himself. He then gives a shake of his bronze-streaked mane and steps forward out of his dreamy state. He yawns and then releases a calm whinny to summon his daughter before him. Now several months old, Jesla needs to see more of the Isle. Jesper was torn between allowing her this time to be a kid and, starting to teach her the ways of a leader. She needs to be more involved on the Isle. She should be aware of what it entails to keep things running smoothly.
Since a significant number of the Isle's affairs involved Nerine, and thus, a swim across the bay, one of their first orders of business is to teach Jesla how to swim. The open waters are not ideal for starting out so, he had told her that they would head to the heart lake. Given the mildest breeze known to Icicles, Jesper suspects that their hike to the northernmost corner of the Isle will be pleasant. The black waits for her to appear. When she takes her place at his side, he offers a warm smile and affectionate nudge in greeting. Before long, father and daughter are step-by-step and making their way to the lake.