mane

Like a mane — I don’t know if that’s a Leo thing.

"You tousle its mane and pull its ears, but all the time you’re thinking, those claws, those claws, those claws."

Starter was all right but the mane was dreadful.

I stroked the tangled mane of the sad donkey, whose better days were long gone.

Spikes run down its back like a mane, and I grab hold of one.