Locked...
Don't you doxy?" one of the gathered rams chuckled in lewd encouragement, as they watched the older male masterfully use the horse's passive mouth.
Exposure
"hey, doxie!" one of them yelled, "wait up for a minute!" dox did as they demanded. running would be useless, because they'd easily catch him if he tried to get away.
Price of Peace 3
Two days ago he had been threatened with death, "listen carefully, you insolent whelp of a diseased doxy. the war is over and my need for your talents grows thin, as does my restraint.