Kansas admired the wolves such as Heath who kept herds of horses, and longingly imagined himself doing the same. It was undoubtedly a lot of work to maintain the health of so many beasts, which was precisely why he hadn't attempted to raise his own stock. He did not like hard work — he was unspeakably lazy. Kansas could withstand about an hour of labor before experiencing the urge to relax again. Looking after Lexington was enough for him, though he still wished he had the patience and work ethic that keeping horses would require.
He was glad to hear Heath's assenting opinion of AniWaya's animals, though he was not in doubt of Lexington's quality. Kansas shook his head at the question, gaze flickering toward the grazing horses uncertainly. No, not yet, he began, thinking of his and Savina's conversation about Ehno building a stable for them, which had never come to be. Lexington ranged freely, sheltering beneath trees near the Manor when needed; he seemed healthy despite a lack of official quarters, but Kansas couldn't be sure. Should I? he requested, looking at Heath. The man seemed to know his horses.
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