Wolfsblut - Teil 1 Kapitel 09: Die Entführung
,,es war mare, sie hatte sie getötet." ,,was?! das kann ich nicht glauben, mare würde das niemals tun!"
The Ranch Hand, Part 1
A blood-line that stemmed from the slopes of northern italy; and dated back to the roman emperor's coveted war-horses; famed for their speed and endurance.
The Book of Warlock 14. Battle ready.
He was a war horse. a horse of war. a prince amongst nightmares. a proud and noble beast fit for a lord, an emperor, a king. he would run from nothing. he would not shy or falter.
The Book of Warlock 12. A portent of doom.
It wasn't unheard of for old war horses to turn up out of the blue. they were fine steeds. brave, unyielding, fast and dangerous in their own way with mighty kicks that could send a man sprawling and bites that could render flesh.
Dragon's Whored
Maybe enough to fit two war horses side-by-side. in the light of a setting sun he can only see maybe ten feet inside, any further back and blackness greets him.
MoonDust, Chapter 1
. ;3 for the fox who told me it was broken, the dachshund who showed me how to fix it, and the lioness, rat, war horse, and squirrel who made me care.
Making the Best of Leave Part 2
The two war horses were almost in constant contact with one another on base but, due to the nature of their quarters, were rarely able to enjoy such open instances of sexual intimacy.
Chapter Twelve
Nadirah called to the armored kentaur that galloped beside her war horse as she broke away from the rest of the fighters. "i follow mare!" the stallion confirmed, half rearing to crush a ghoul under his front hooves.
The Forgotten 19: Fire and Lightning
++++ hylar yanked the head of his war stallion to one side as he yelled to the guards that lingered at the back to go to the front. that beast, that damned beast was in the midst of his army laying destruction left and right.
Christmas Reunion.
Word spread out and soon the frost covered iron gateway lurched forward and a large black war horse charged through the opening, the warrior upon its back cloaked heavily with wolf fur surrounding his collar.
Chapter Four
Afraid the war horse would shy away and try to throw him, kai slowed it down to a walk and kept the reigns gripped tightly in his hands. "something doesn't feel right." ryllae said from behind him, waiting beside the ork. "it's too easy."
Grace, Servitude and Penance.
People used to say he was a 'war-horse', bred to be ridden into battle. he was now a stud horse. "and to show them that what they are craving is not what they want. that it is not worth the pain of their punishment. their pain is their taste of hell!"