Encasing equipment and likely some feed. A bed for the foal to grow to the steed. When told your doors open, a warning to heed. A structure of red, near fields full of seed.

A small little thing, with a heck of an effect, once lodged in a lions paw. Take it out and make a friend, just ask Androcles.

I used to chase and fight at night, Now I nap in warm sunlight. No more babies, no more roar, What was done so I roam no more?

It causes the mightiest king to fall the same as the basest peasant. Oh, and apples too.

I spread my limbs up to the air My children fall upon the ground Or do I tint a coat of mare? A tired joke gone round and round But you'd be wrong If you had thunk I was a loon Inside a trunk