You were large, certainly, but you certainly weren't the biggest, and your size wasn't really a concern. Your owner was tall, at six foot even, but even then you utterly towered over him by an entire seven inches. Being a big Percheron had its perks.
You hear a familiar whistle outside the stables, and stamp excitedly. Your master loved to lavish affection on you, and you loved to return it. Your master opens the doors to the stable and walls over to your pen, which took up most of the interior.
"Hey, Bella! How you doing today?" Your master asks, and it saddens you that you are unable to reply in his own language, forcing you to settle for a whinny. By this point your master has entered your pen, and is standing in front of you. "Good girl..." He sighs, linking his arms around your neck in a hug. He seems content to simply stand there for a while, and you wonder how you could display your affection for him.
Suddenly, inspiration strikes. You rear up and place your two front legs on his shoulders, returning the hug. It takes your master a second to realise what you are doing, but he leans inward and nuzzles your chest, grinning. "I love you too, Bella" he says as you disengage from the hug.
You, however, feel strange. There was a buzzing, tingling feeling running through your body, gathering from some unknown source of power as your master tries to get your attention as you zone out. Your eyes widen in a very human reaction to shock, as...
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