Stallion

Your a 36 year old stallion about 7 feet in height, your unique with gray fur with patches of brown around your eyes. You mane is gray with a black tip on hair from where you previously died your hair in a rebellious phase but still hasn't outgrown the hair. Even for a horse your muscular, not buff, but muscular.

"Fuck me." You said as the train left the platform. First day on the job and your already going to be late. First day at Furry Corp. and your fifteen minutes late. "Fuck fuck fuck, why does this always happen to me?"

"Hmmm?" A nearby tiger intercedes. "May I ask whats wrong? I don't really want to see a many of you... Ahem, stature, at a distressed state." The tiger looks to be about 6 feet and very skinny. Seems to be a younger man in his mid twenties. He is fairly skinny compared to most tigers you see and looks at you with excitement.

"It's my first day at a new job and I'm already late, it's not a great look on a new employee to be fifteen minutes late on their first day, not like you can really help me anyways." You reply.

"Well I mean I did just get off that train and my car is parked here, if you want I can give you a ride, but you have to do something for me as well." The tiger says as he looks you up and down. You have a feeling you know what he is getting at, and you take a moment to think over all of your options.