I've always been the one that enjoyed being around others. I don't know if I inherited that from my Mother or if I just naturally became that way. For some unknown reason I always seemed to be the person everyone wanted to talk to. It didn't matter if the person was young or old, girl or boy, black or white, there was just no limit to my special gift. I could chat with the cashier as if we were best friends. I could ride on the subway and everyone in that cab would be my new buddy for the day. I don't know why I am the way I am. Some people find that uncanny, but I always thought it was natural. Being around people was comfortable for me. But I guess that all changed when my parents died. Since then I was a bit more wary with who I spoke to. Once I know someone all that coldness melts away and I become a bit more of a delight to be around with. I guess now with the horsey side of me always craving to be around others it's been hard to keep it chill. My god it is so annoying! I don't want to be social, I don't have the desire to be close with others because it's not worth it. Everyone leaves...they always leave. I'd rather be alone than have to go through that roller coaster of a ride again.

Gently I stroke the bay stallion absentmindedly as I wait for the water to fill up his container. If only things were much simple I somehow envy the life of a real horse. Dear God it would be absolutely boring to be nothing more than a pet. At least I would be cared for. I'd get fed, bathed, watered, brushed, and given some exercise. I mean it would suck. Being told what to do without having a say, and if I did have a say I would be punished. Actually, on second thought, I'm already corrected when I speak my mind. Like right now. Being told not to sulk. Let me tell you want missy I'm allowed to sulk. You can't tell me what I can and cannot do. At least I'm the one that actually cares! She acts as if I've never mattered. Sure we only met once, but at least I was willing to trust her or at least start something with her. I couldn't help but scowl as my eyes slide towards her.

"So then, what arrangement are you looking for?"

Well, what do you want? Just a horse to use whenever you want and then toss me aside? Maybe Frost was right. Dark Hunters did only use them. Maybe I really should take up the Were-King's offer. Then again, was his offer truly genuine? I mean it sounded like it was. After getting drunk and baking a cake with him he appeared to be a nice guy. Dark, brooding, and cute, but mostly kind. With the water up to where it needed to be I move past the stallion and turn off the water. With a final twist of the knob, I turn and give him a gentle final pat and leave him be. Locking the latch in place I shuffle away from her side knowing she was still following. There had to be a reason why she came? Obviously it wasn't to give me an apology, so what? Rolling my eyes I head down the corridor past all the other horses until I near the training area. Taking my clothes off I set them on the nearby chair. No one would really come looking for me or at least bother these clothes. Stretching my arms out far and wide I sigh as I focus on the change. It's still not an easy thing to do, but it's close to being a full moon which means there's a little bit of ease. With a sharp cry I inhale sharply as my small frame shifted and contorted. Eventually my shift is complete and I stand there a bit uncertain and shaking. I don't shake from fear, I shake because my body is still processing everything, my nerves are lit up, and my body is reacting to the shock. With a rough snort I move forward, testing my legs, and seeing that I can move around just fine I start to calm down. Inhaling softly I catch her scent which reminded me that I had someone here. Oh wonderful. Turning around I simply stare at her, both ears pointed towards her at attention. What now?

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable