gale hemmings | special | male
Gale was morally shocked. She was his? That wasn't right.
"W-what...?" he frowned, but then finally scanned her, realizing a vital fact. "Oh, crap. I saved a nymph." he said, sitting down, covering his face in his hands.
taylor davidson | centaur | male
You know what centaurs love more than anything? More than horses? Trees? Stars?
Cars.
Taylor had his windows down, smiling as the wind beat against his face. He was driving a restored 1957 Bel Air, classic black and white finished paint job. He had a V8 engine with a 6 cylinder exhaust. It purred like a lion as it roared down the streets to his driveway. His "driveway" was actually a dirt road that stopped in the middle of the forest.
