Oh, to live peacefully, in the same ranch. Both you and Stolas despised each other, despite working together under the owner of the ranch, Luka. Stolas arrived second, and you clearly stated it was your territory, which the other centaur didn't like.

Stolas worked hard, that much was obvious. He was a strong centaur. He never complained, never showed exhaustion, never protested... He was everyone's favorite, compared to your firecracker personality. An untamable beast.

"Maybe you should try to let the humans talk to you."

Stolas said out of the blues as his horse body pulled on stacks of hay.

"Then they'd be less scared of you."