Circus Hijinks
Both being friesians, they had wonderful looks, but the black mare was... rather unique. she was a bit more... curvy than most horses might be. particularly her rump.
Back to Wales for a Rainbow Wolf - Part 2
Maiden shook his head confusingly, looking somewhat bemused by his friesian's strange behavior. 'you are one weird horse at times, you really are. c'mon then if we want to get to llandudno, get in.'
Thunder #7
Gustav, a big black friesian who was one of the few horses as tall as me, ran up to me as i took a drink from the water tub. he snorted and tossed his head, so i pulled my head up, dripping water.
Mansion in the Woods: Characters
:** **number 10** ** ** **oc:** [https://garand.sofurry.com/](https://garand.sofurry.com/) **name:** sierra **state:** safe **gender:** female **preference:** straight/unlocked **species:** equine - friesian
Horse Roulette Part 1 - Commission for rajanwolffang
Lastly was willard, a friesian whose entire body was drenched in obsidian black fur. in carmella's personal opinion, he was the most handsome of the five, harboring a pair of soft, glassy eyes that stood brightly within his pitch face.
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.
Heated Racer
“we usually don't use that on anything smaller than a friesian." the doc said and erin's eyes shot open wide. _friesians? they're practically draft horses!
anialistic instincts: new love
Stang smiled and drove her back home and took his stuff inside and into the basement real quick before coming back and helping Diget take her stuff up to her room. and leavening her to put it away incase she didn't want him to see it for any reason ...
Massive Sperm Buildup
The friesian stallion swallowed and dropped his eyes. he had an idea that this conversation was coming, and really had no idea how to handle it. "so brad..." the equine put his hand up to stop the words and looked at his coach again.
Desert Rut
He asked the friesian. "almost there, boy. we'll make it, i promise." the poor equine had pushed himself hard over the last weeks, and deserved a good, long rest. they both did.
First
This one was a friesian, with dark coat and long fluffy mane and feathering that he kept studiously unkempt in typical wild colt fashion. he had big grey eyes, and a lopsided smile, and a deep voice with an adolescent twang.
Mr Hitler - prologue
Skyscrapers and aircraft, all glittering silver and shiny, but what he failed to noticed then decided to make itself known to him, a loud horn blared and then he looked and beheld a pale green horse and the name that it sat upon quite clearly was friesian