Ian approaches the stallion

„I can take care of myself just fine...” Ian murmured, a little annoyed that the big canine thought so little of him, even though he was as helpless as he made it sound.

„Well. Alright then. Have fun then.” Rocky patted Ian's head before quickly leaving the locker room without him. He didn't even look behind him to see if Ian would follow, which he didn't, and now he was completely alone in the locker room with other people that would easily snatch him for a quick snack.

Sure, Ian could easily go after the Shepard, but he felt like he wouldn't help him very much, as it seems he cares more about his workout, than making sure a random kitty doesn't get added to someone's hips. Ian took a few glances in the room that was still thankfully not very filled, the big stallion and the slim fox were still there, so he chose to ask one of them for help, maybe they'll protect him better than that dumb mutt, or they'll shove him in their bellies the moment he approaches.

Ian chooses the big, brown Stallion as he's big enough to actually protect him from all kinds of possible devourers, plus, all horses are herbivores, right?

„E-excuse me...” Ian grabbed the attention of the brown stallion, who seemed to be struggling to fit his enormous throbbing cock in his tight gym underwear.

He looked down at the slightly shaking kitty, and smirked. „Well, what do we have here?” The Stallion said with a cheeky but strong tone. „The doggy didn't consider you a good enough snack? Heh, no worries, I'm not a picky eater.”

„What? No, no, no!” Ian shook his hands and head at the stallion, sweating bullets. „That's not why I came to you, not at all!” He tried to explain while the equine kept looking at him with a dirty look in his eyes.

„No? Well, what else can I help you with? Better be clear though, as I tend to misinterpret stuff quite a lot nowadays.” He said with a smirk while slapping his hefty nuts.