Stud Neighbour
The clydesdale wrapped his arms around one and lifted, grunting with surprise. "fuck. got your weights in here or something?" the horse, halfway up the stairs already, didn't respond to that.
Fallotter: The Story of James Grayson
The radscorpion, though - whose chitinous armour was green and weak where i'd shot it - was swift and, not surprisingly, fucking pissed. it hissed at me loudly, which unnerved me, but the adrenaline kept me steady and suppressed the pain.