Plowshares
He pushed the door the remainder of the way open and stepped inside, only to find that it was empty except for a large draft horse resting in a stall.
Chapter 7: A Helping Hand From a Friend
A Helping Hand From a Friend It was around nine when Alesta started to awaken. She stretched and realized she was still dressed. She got up and started to remember the evening with Holis and a smile over her lips and then thought back to the...
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Dear Philip
DEAR PHILIP It pertained to my usual duties to entertain my mistress' friends and see to their well-being. One was a very muscular and brute creature named Benera. She was a Clydesdale, and not remarkably friendly toward myself despite the...
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Many people poked their heads out of the doors or windows to see what had happened, but only a few came out to help, one being my longtime friend bruce, a large draft horse.
The Wraith, the Archer, and the Warhorse
A warm breeze blew through the Dark Woods, the smell of elderberry and sassafras brought an air of calm to the gently swaying trees and rippling pond. A smattering of sunbeams penetrated the veil of lily pads and lotus blossoms dotting the surface of...
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Snake
The young man was clad in light armor, with a bloody sword in one hand and the reigns of a large brown draft horse in the other. the horse pulled along a wooden sled carrying the dead bodies of three unusual tigers.
Meet Me at the Arcade (Patreon)
At around her same age, richard was a tall, burly draft horse. sharing a few mature similarities to the monkey, he had a prominent gut but broad shoulders spoke of him having an intensive job.
Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 35: The Next Jen-eration
The draft horse standing beside dr. makowi gave him a light elbow addressing the tiger in a thick irish accent. "we daen't have much time, makowi." the doctor nodded, rubbing his arm where the horse's elbow had made contact.
A Tokyo Bear Part 5
It's late and I know it's going to be a busy day tomorrow, and I want to be up late with my Horse, so I tell Dad we ought to go to bed. We go into his bedroom, and Daichi is already asleep. I kiss Dad and I tell him I'll be OK. And I go to my room and...
The Deciding Shot- Prologue
The small draft horse carrying it trudged on, throwing it's head in pleasure at the lack of weight._ _the wolf lowered his bow and pushed his leather-covered paw into a foot-hold he carved into the tree.