What can I say? Better a bit late than never. It has been that kind of a day . . .
Don’t mess with the Thorin. Really, I don’t recommend it.
But gosh, he is beautiful. One can understand certain fantasies about him that mischievous sprites at Wikipedia have implied . . . 😉 Ah, kingly, imperious, volatile, angsty, alpha Thorin . . . who would have thought an almost 200-year-old hirsute dwarf could punch us so hard in the solar plexus?
Wet, raging Thorin always stirs that sexy imagination of mine . . .
And boy, does this photo still do it for me! *thud*
And the mane . . . the dwarf’s, I mean, not the horse’s. Although hers is very nice, too. And they could always toss them in tandem, right??