The horse tolerates the lizzard on his head, though his hair and manes are slippery from his sweat. He begins to devour the tree slowly. The wood is cracking in between his mollars. He chuckles again.<br/><br/>"My body can store people. It doesn't do any harm, just storage. Some people are for it and some people aren't. But those that want can enter and leave as they like. And of course if people apply they should make sure they're not turned off by eh... Nature? But it offers good protection against the elements."