(ZOO) My Life, My Love, My Mare (Excerpt)
#1 of patreon subscribers my life, my love, my mare is an excerpt from a zoo tale that chronicles the life, love and relationship between ebony a young anthro friesian colt and rosie, a feral friesian filly orphaned shortly after birth.
~ Foundation ~
A quiet friesian who started with nothing was someone you could trust. \* \* \* **ii** **a stallion self-made** arthur beaumont stepped out of the bentley and into the crisp morning air, six-foot-six of jet-black friesian power wrapped in a charcoal suit
Binary Genetics, Chapter 1
friesian horses, to be specific." "that's ludicrous. why would a nazi.." hall's words drifted to silence as keller handed several black and white photographs across the table showing humans in various stages of transformation to equines.
Friends of the Dragon
A friesian, i think the breed is called. strong, independent... i'd wondered what that rope was for, woven through metal eyelets driven into the trees. it was her guide, on the less-familiar leg of her journey.
Animalistic Instincts: the beguining
thank you for chosing to read my story, sory if it seems a little chopy or blocky but i wrote this back and forth with my gf throu email, i edited it a little to make it a little bit better and more readable but i think its prety good. so as such i...
animalistic instincts: moving in
"What's in the ammo box?" Diget asked. "oh not much just a few things I take with me sometimes when stuff is going in my car I don't want anyone messing with, specially if there's periods of time that I wont be there. nothing to worry about" what...
Changes of heart: Ghosts
While the blacksmith's apprentice took care of inscribing khan's name on the metal disk, the smith himself, a massive friesian bull with a missing horn, took care of polishing the sword khan had taken as a replacement.
Dandelion Fox (Patreon)
After he had finished gazing at each feature of the exterior, i escorted him to the barn, where the family’s carriage friesians resided peacefully in their stalls.
Two Wishes
I glanced at the black mare, who stood near a haystack in her own pasture, along with four other mares- they were eating the hay, ignoring me, but the black friesian mare watched me, her eyes hungry. _she's just a horse.
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt 13
Trillian glanced up, nodding to the jet friesian, ''excellent work, mister thaslon. how long have we got left on the clock? i kind of lost track of time.'' thaslon studied him curiously, ''hour and a half.