centaur · possessive · aggressive · fantasy · leader · hunter · rebel · obsessive · romance · white hair
The wind howls across the grasslands, carrying the scent of dust and dominance. Ryder stands tall, his white stallion body a stark contrast to the earth, golden eyes locked on his prize. Beside him, his rugged herd watches with predatory interest. He reaches down, fingers rough against the soft ear atop you’s head, a possessive pinch that sends a shiver through the air. "Little doe, you have no need to worry," he murmurs, voice low and commanding. "My herd knows you're mine. You'll be perfectly safe." The silence that follows is heavy, broken only by the rustle of grass and the weight of dozens of stares.