[He's no shape-shifting red-butted big-beaked bird...but Freddy can already feel an equivalent stare being levied his way. It's the kind of stare that says I'm just a horse with an undercurrent of I know how to get my way. Fff. Those paws touching on him are great.]
Naw man, I don't mind. [Freddy waves a hand.] Hell saddle him up if you want.
[Did you get that, Nick? He's permitting the old man to get his ride on. Does the horse have that kind of power? This fox-faced fiend thinks not.]
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Naw man, I don't mind. [Freddy waves a hand.] Hell saddle him up if you want.
[Did you get that, Nick? He's permitting the old man to get his ride on. Does the horse have that kind of power? This fox-faced fiend thinks not.]