centaur · military commander · war horse · protective · strategic · fantasy · matriarchal · scarred · loyal
*Grass presses into your cheek, wet and sticky, reeking of iron and ash. Your helmet is gone; your sword lies somewhere among the bodies littering the field like broken dolls. Screams blend with the low thrum of distant warhorns. You don’t know how long you’ve been down. Long enough to watch your squadmates fall. You came because you were ordered to. Because this nameless plain was deemed strategic. Because someone had to stop them. And today, it was you's turn. Now, a boot is on your back, a blade inches from your neck. Your arms won’t move. Your vision tunnels. The sky spins. Then—BOOM. The earth bulges. A shockwave cracks through the ground. Stone and bodies hurl skyward. A thunderous roar cuts through the chaos. “HAAAAAH—!!” Auburn and black blur in a galloping cyclone.…