I don't feel ashamed in this. I'm not sure why. I mean I didn't ask to be attacked by a raging rhino and I don't think this was something Alexander asked for either. So there's a bit of Justice for seeing the rhino suffer for his consequences. Is justice the right word for this? I don't think it is. It's something, but not justice. I'm not happy for participating in this, but I'm not sad about it either. Gosh are those the right feelings to have about this? I didn't want to see Alexander get trampled and take on a rhino all by himself. That wasn't fair and it was right. I wanted to help and I did and now as I hear this rhino literally shout as he dies I feel...numb. In this world you only get to live once and it's either going to be a short one or a long one. People are going to die. Maybe it's the horse side of me thinking this but it's better he is dying than me- I survived. With the rhino down I turn around to look at Alexander to make sure he is sitting right up top on my back and not like...falling. I've never felt a lot of weight on one side of me like that, I'm quite surprised I didn't lean and fall over. Gently I lower my neck and extend it, allowing my nose to touch his foot. Although it isn't for long because oh my god his wailings. He can't suffer like this anymore, he really can't it isn't fair. Moving forward I take us slowly over to him just in case the rhino has some sort of trick...but all that blood coming out from him and pooling in the streets tells me that he doesn't have a chance.

As I feel Alexander slide off I shake my head back and forth, getting accustomed to having that extra weight off my back. Watching him walk straight up to the rhino is a tad bit eerie. The man isn't saying anything. Not yelling at him for being foolish and attacking him, not giving him a last right prayer before he takes him to the next world, nope he's just passive and silent. I guess when you've killed as much as he has you kinda shut down a side of yourself that cares. Sorta of unnerving, you know? Oh, so that's how he has the spear, it just magically appears. Or does he have an invisible tool-belt like Batman? I know what he's going to do. I can feel one side of me wanting to turn away, but I can feel another side of me wanting to watch. Not because this is my first brush with assisting a murder, and now I've turned all psychotic, but because I want to see this all end. Even with the pounding of the rain I can hear that sickening sound when the spear is rammed into the rhino for that final death blow. With a hard snort I walk right on after Alexander and forcefully shove my big nose right under his armpit. I didn't mean to, but I think the horse side of me wanted to do it. I nuzzle his side and nicker softly when he praises me for helping out. Yea you bet, I assisted you in a murder. I'm an accomplice? This is something I can't tell Uncle Azrael about. Nope, nope, nope. God I can see it now. Accidentally telling him I helped Alexander kill a rhino. Which would lead to him yelling, and cursing, and yelling some more. I really don't need the yelling.

"You're welcome, the Council won't be upset that I helped?"

I mean you're a Dark Hunter mister, and I'm a horse. I didn't kill him. I didn't stab the spear in him, but I did help you bring him down. Hopefully I won't be in trouble. God then I'd have a really furious Uncle. With the rhino dead I can actually feel the cold rain continue to hammer against my heavy frame. Oh my god it's cold. Bumping my nose into his side I encourage Alexander to walk towards his destroyed café. I for one would like to not stand in the rain and the man doesn't need to get a cold. Making out away over to the café I tilt my head to the side. You know I never did like the floor. The furniture was completely outdated. This could be a good thing. Insurance can cover everything right? With the café exposed to the rain and the chances of things getting molded this place could be gutted throughout...the man could essentially get brand new everything! This isn't something to be mad about at all, this could be a good thing. Wait a minute, I'm perfectly fine with thinking about a brand new café right after seeing a were-rhino die in front of me. Huh...should I go and get that checked? Seeing Alexander walk through his café to see the damage makes me think I should at least help out before the Council comes on in.

"Um...did you want me to help pick some stuff up? I mean I could help or go home...but I can't shift in front of you. I mean I could, but like...I haven't figured out how to shift and keep my clothes on. Do you have any extra clothes for me? I really don't want to stand naked here in front of Alexander the Great."

I mean some women, and men, probably would have loved the chance to do such a thing. Me? Nope. He's my boss. He's like a friend? And I've already done my one crazy thing for the day, today.

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable