M'lady, henchmen are useful. [KATE]

[Freedom]

Slab

_{I don't wanna be alone
I'm putting myself
on the line
protection or war
it's your choice
I am yours
and you
aren't mine}

His coat was caked in the think mud of the surrounding bog. Sweat still trickled over his massive shoulders like puddles from a rain storm, refusing to wash away in the dirt. His nose widened and huffed in the air, not so much out of his ridiculously long travel, but because of the scent of mares. He had never smelled that many mares at once before. Mares were beautiful and delicate, in fact, the stallion loved them. However, he feared them all the same. His weight, height, and strength made him nervous about hurting their fragile bodies. He never wanted to hurt a lady, it was too easy to do. Therefore, he mainly kept himself away from the flashy faes.

Heaving himself from the mucky marsh, his great brown eyes gazed at his surroundings. How pretty. There was a meadow, lush and fresh, and the sun shone bright and strong overhead. He shook his thick bodice free of filthy water, then dropped his head as he started in a lumbering walk. His dinner-plate-sized hooves clapped on the occasional stone and thudded bluntly on tufts of grass and bald patches of turf. His rump and withers bobbed with each long powerful step he took. Though, as he continued his short little trek, weariness did creep its way up his spine and sank his long thick head lower, until he finally came to a stop.

His short scrap of a tail hung loosely from his large rounded draft horse rump. It blew in the gentle breeze, and its color consisted of a light cream. His mane was equally as small, tufted, and held the same light cream color. While his massive frame was a brilliant gold. But the color and sheer largeness wasn't the most impressive or remarkable thing about his appearance. It was his eyes. They were detailed, gentle, and a dark pleasing brown. His lashes were somewhat longer than most stags, and they gave his optics an even lusher and deeper feel than they would have originally.

:: Slab :: 6 yrs :: Suffolk Punch x Belgian x Percheron :: 18hh :: Palomino :: Remarkably gentle brown eyes :: Isn't very bright :: Painfully muscly looking ::