03-19-2012, 02:13 AM
((Thanks for letting me join! He doesn't seem to be the talkitive type so far, but I'll have to change that.))
The centaur grinned at the two men. He'd been waiting patiently these last four months for his new foals. "You boys are far from done," he said. Blonde hair and tail matched his buff colored hide and pale skin. "Our mares are struggling to bear young, so we've had to turn elsewhere. You two did so well last time, I decided to keep you around." The centaur stomped his hoof a few times and soon a second centaur came galloping in through the trees. "This is my son, Damien. He was your first born," the centaur said, looking at James. Damien had a reddish brown hide with brown hair and tail, his skin a bit more on the tan side. "I've brought him along to help whelp his siblings."
The centaur grinned at the two men. He'd been waiting patiently these last four months for his new foals. "You boys are far from done," he said. Blonde hair and tail matched his buff colored hide and pale skin. "Our mares are struggling to bear young, so we've had to turn elsewhere. You two did so well last time, I decided to keep you around." The centaur stomped his hoof a few times and soon a second centaur came galloping in through the trees. "This is my son, Damien. He was your first born," the centaur said, looking at James. Damien had a reddish brown hide with brown hair and tail, his skin a bit more on the tan side. "I've brought him along to help whelp his siblings."