[Dusty779]

Samson was in the Pasture, laying comfortably close to the stream that ran through it, he brushed at his tail a little irritably trying to get the grass seeds out. "I keep tellin him to get the mower out, that centaurs dont eat this kind of grass, but Nooo, he just lets it grow long" he grumbles a little and looks around the pasture. the grass had gotten long, and now was knee high to the centaur.

"Guess i shouldn't complain too much.. he did take me in after..." he pauses looking to his gravid belly "Even said he was willing to help raise them..."