I have to admit the only people that ever saw me with potential were my parents. No one really held any sort of belief that I could achieve anything. I was the little girl that had political powerful parents and that I wouldn't really have to work for anything, because everything would be handed to me. It didn't bother me that people assumed I was a spoiled brat. Mother, Father, and those closest in our family's inner circle of friends knew the truth, and really that was all that mattered. I'm not one that expects anything to be handed to me. I never was. I was, however, not at all expecting to turn into a horse. Who knew such a thing was even possible. I remember my Uncle explaining to me that not everyone survives the transformation. I have to admit that was a frightful thing to discover, but he said that I might be lucky. I am not sure even my Uncle thought I had the potential to make it through the change. Deep down I had to stay alive. I wasn't really ready to die just yet. I needed to survive if only so he wouldn't lose me a second and final time. Dark Hunters are sort of, kind of, immortal as he put it. Yes, he could still die and all, but it would be difficult to kill him. As for me I will die one day, perhaps early age or be decapitated from a Dark Hunter, either way, I needed to stay around for him. I am not even sure if Frost thinks I have the potential to survive this ordeal. I am not a liability to him. I'd just be another accident and just another reason for my Uncle to cut his head off.

After the agonizing pain I had just endured from the transformation I find myself in a moment of, well, I don't think I can describe it very well. I know I feel extremely weird and out of place. I am not quite sure where my leg begins and where the beginning of my feet end, okay, well not feet but hooves. My vision is blurry and I cannot see straight. My ears twitch back and forth not hearing Frost's comment about my mane and tail being similar to his own. I know I see movement there is a flicker of shadow, but I cannot actually see so clear. My head swings left and right as my eyes rapidly blink attempting to focus and I find myself blind. My nose flares out quickly as my ears swivel atop my head trying to pinpoint and refocus on my ability to hear. It is when I feel something run along the side of my neck and travel up to my mane I grow still for a moment. It is a good touch, I think, and I actually quite like it. Slowly I lean my head down going towards the direction where the hand is coming from. I do like the touch I am not sure why, but I do like it. Slowly I see myself actually being able to see again, but I find that I am looking at both my right and left...which is completely odd. I wave my tail around as I extended my neck forward and lay it on the ground trying to catch my breath. I flick one ear in his direction as he speaks and claims that I will be walking within the hour...I have no idea how, but I find myself not wanting to disappoint him. Which is odd...since when did I care at all what he thought of me or my actions.

My dial moves in his direction as I notice he moves towards the barrel of hay. Snorting softly I let out an odd nicker sound not wanting him to leave me here on the floor. I manage to move my right foreleg out from under me and I slam my hoof down on the ground thinking I could pull myself up, but it does not work and I curl it back underneath me accepting this would not be possible. When he returns I cannot help but flick both ears in his direction feeling his voice actually waver inside my mind. I shake my head quite uncomfortable with him in my head. I have absolute no idea what he is talking about with desires and instincts, but I find myself realizing that not only am I stuck on the ground, but...I feel another sharp pain. I don't know why. Perhaps it is the aftershocks, but I can feel myself quiver as I somehow force my voice in his own head, my eyes closed as he lays himself beside me, prepared to show me how to get up.

"Frost....please make the pain stop."

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable