There are many reasons why I don't like being a horse. I'm a prey animal. Who the hell wants to live out their days with their other half being a creature that is nothing more than a hearty meal for any and all predators? No one. If I went and asked random people whether or not they would prefer to change into a prey animal or predator, I am sure they would choose some meat-eating critter...that is they are interested in answering such questions. After all some people might think I was rather strange for asking such a question in the first place. I honestly don't know so much about my other half when it comes to fighting an animal that is not a horse. How the hell am I supposed to take on a ram? He has horns and speed. I could have speed if the ring was large enough for me to run. All I have is weight and teeth. Oh and hooves, I have hooves. Thank you Mister Kitty King for reminding me I have hooves, hooves are absolutely useless in this situation, if I had claws that would be much better. Hooves, hooves are so...well I'll be damned, I have hooves that are much larger than dinner plates.

All right. I have hooves, really big hooves that I need to use against this ram...a ram that happens to be charging at me. Well great, just great. I need to stay away from those horns, yes do that first then figure out the hoof thing later. Quickly I take a few side steps over to the left and allow the ram to run right into the ropes, watching his body slam into it and then bounce off it. I cannot help, but laugh. I know I shouldn't, but it is kinda funny and by the sound of the crowd laughing around me I guess I'm not alone. Okay so ram is down on its side. Good, but it's getting up. Shit. Still haven't figure out what I'm supposed to do with these hooves. I could kick. Yea! I could kick him let's try that. I head on over to him and strike out my right front hoof into his head and he goes down. Curiously I lower my head and nudge him with my big nose just to make sure he's fine. I can see his nose wiggle so I know he is breathing. Good. So I'm done right? I walk away from him with my back turned, my ears flickering back and forth unsure what I'm supposed to do now. I can hear them shouting, but I can't really make out what they are saying, really do they all have to scream and shout? I turn my head around to find the man, hoping he'd give me a sign on what to do next when suddenly I feel something plow right into my back legs.

With a surprised squeal I fall to the ground. Well what the hell was that? As I struggle to get up I can see Mister Ram backing up behind me, pawing the ground as he gets ready to run into me again. Nope, not this time buddy. I manage to pick myself up again and this time bear my teeth at him, as I paw the ground too. With a rough snort my ears lace backwards as I scream out my challenge, urging him to come. As he charges at me again this time lowering his head, fully committed to his attack, I left my upper half as I allow my front hooves to slam into his body. Instantly he goes down, but I'm not quite done with him yet. I side step again, getting closer to him as he tries to get up, only to go back down as I slam my hooves into his body again, ignoring the sound of something cracking. I do this a few more times until he doesn't move to get up. I quickly take a step back quite unsure with myself now. I think I won, I can't really hear anything, the only thing I can hear is my heart pounding. I look for the green-eyed man, searching for a sign at least of what to do next.

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable