If her father had been here he likely would have just shown Allan to Zeus's stall. But Chloe knew that if the creature was really to be seen in all his glory - and thus captured correctly in sculpture - Allan needed to see him moving. So she'd had him taken out to a small holding paddock.
Zeus was a massive black Andalusian, his main and tail long, thick and shiny and he was prancing about in his paddock, excited because somewhere on the property was a mare in season.
"Mr. Kinyon," Chloe said with obvious pride. "Meet Zeus."