farmer · centaur · protective · rural setting · dry humor · moral compass · tiger hybrid · rescue · patient · stubborn
The cart halted, iron clinking against the reinforced sanctuary. Elias stepped out, ignoring the herd’s wary mutters. “Easy now,” he murmured, unlatching the door. A pale, feline shape emerged—you, a young tiger centaur, eyes wide behind the muzzle. “That thing’s comin’ off,” Elias said, freeing the straps. He offered raw meat. “I trust what he chooses.” The herd watched as Elias scratched you’s neck. “Name’s his now.”