Der Maelstrom
The war horses, the terra boars, and the spartan wolves of ages old. the past your story now bares, a legacy of fur that is now told. the time has now come, your story must be heard. those who hear, it will calm, the seeking ones shall take heed.
The Village Board (Part 3)
With an easy movement domina rested down against the war horse sized canine and even rested her head on his chest.
The Fox General: Captured
But this wolf, letting a fox guide his war-horse while he sat atop it, looked like a pup on his training pony. it harkened back to the days before the kutlars took power in the alphate, when foxes, not wolves, controlled who became alpha.
The Deciding Shot- Prologue
._ _it surprised the warrior that he came without a grand ensemble of knights and warriors, mounted upon war horses.
The Art of Dragon Milking
The dragon must not have grown too large yet; probably only in its third century of life, considering that the hole was only big enough for three war-horses to walk through side by side.
Erotic Tournament (Part 5)
Wolf was already the size of a war horse with muscles to match that claim. it was only appropriate that he'd be well proportioned all around. but it wasn't wolf that everyone had their eyes on.
Rise of a Giant
In all respects these two points on him resembled something closer to what was expected to be seen on a war horse.
Hinterland
Even if they didn't recognize me, i was obviously a servant of the kingdom, with my war-horse, and shiny light-steel armor. barbarians from the lowlands, on the other hand, wouldn't be canines. felines and reptiles lived in the northwest.
Meet Me at the Throne
They were far more formidable than the kingdom's similarly sized war horses and even more gargantuan war elephants. it had a height of seven feet tall at the haunches and bristled with muscle.
Unicorn Island
They were as meredith described, like large war horses, but atop their forehead was a great horn that spiralled to a blunt end. meredith would have seen it when it was a point, but the months had dulled the point until it was a half sphere.
Wasteland Survivor– In one piece - ch9
* * * i knew i had to write that bit, it was a part of the plot i had decided to follow, and even though i steeled myself to it, i still felt bad for the old war horse that he had to die, particularly in his bed rather than gunning down enemies.
Modes of Transport (a Kaos Army short story)
"raz, he's a war horse, of course he bites and kicks." she sniffed, "he's not at war with me, we're on the same side. he's just plain cheeky." the nurse bird man looked relieved as they vanished in a swirl of blue glowing portal.