A digitally edited photo of Beast!Henry + a lil something extra…
“May I speak plainly, Sir Topham Hatt?” Harlen Calloway turned from Henry to the beast’s owner. The one who had called for Harlen to correct the problem behaviors springing up in his fleet.
“I should hope so”
“Henry is too fat”
Henry’s face scrunched up and he blew a large puff of smoke.
“*I’m not fat!*”
James began to laugh from where he was sitting while Harlen ignored both of them, eyes firmly on the large, well dressed fellow in front of him.
“He is sickly too and carrying around more weight than he ought to, I understand you trust your staff but they ought to know when a beast isn’t in fit condition to run.” Harlen folded his arms over his chest as he formulated a plan for poor Henry. “I will need to change his routine.”
Henry groaned, not enjoying the sound of a change in routine especially from this funny smelling newcomer.
