Shape-Shifter

Shape-Shifter Chapter 5

"I see he challenged the mare." The stable owner said patting Tom on the back in a friendly way.

"My stallion can't stop challenging her. I don't see why though." the other guy said as he saddled the stallion.

"I know he can't. He does that every time you come here. Chester ain't ever stopping I guess." he responed. Huh his name is Chester.

"Whats her name?" Tom asked nodding his head at me.

"We were considering Eli, Ira, or WIllow."

" I would choose Eli, seems like a good name for her." He smiled and patted my neck and began saddling me.

"Should we say Chester and Eli are going to race?"

"Yeah, go get the kids to find good seats or see if the boys want to race." he complied.

As the saddling was done the microphone said for the people to stay in there seats. A big race had apperantly finished happening.

The guy walking me was going too slow and I came close to stepping on him a few times. He needs to get a move on! The guy stopped as I swereved out of the way, my butt stuck out in the middle of the walk way as I stomped my foot and pulled on the rope. He wasn't giving me any slack! Barn peasent! He suddenly let go as one of the boys came to me, he was the one with black hair and green eyes. I stayed completly still unafected by his weight as he moved and adjusted to sturups. Chester was moving as the boy's brother mounted him. I watched as he had one foot up in the saddle as he moved, as soon as he stopped the other boy swung his foot over and messed with the saddle.

As the dad moved to hand them the whips I moved instantly and backed away from him. He is not going to whip me! I made sure not to move up too much because I didn't want for him to get hurt.When he reached to get the whip I turned my head and grabbed it with my mouth. No! He was not getting it! I watched as Chester seemed to like the whip as he let him grab it.

"No whip for her Dad. I can practically feel the energy radiating off her body!" He said enthousiastically ready for a good ride.

Now that I think about it that sounded wrong. I instantly dropped the whip from my mouth and walked away as the annoying man came back and grabed the lead rope leading me away.

"Good luck!" I watched the girl shout and pat me on the neck.

"Carly, don't scare her." She wasn't scaring me.Oh well.

We went at a snails paste to the track. As soon as we got there the people went deadly silent. I trailed along pretending to walk as fast as I could with my head down. The two brothers on horses were making silly poses on us. When we got into the tiny thingys the brothers playful vibes became challenging.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" My jockey shouted

"I should be saying the same to you!" Chester's jockey shouted.

I tuned the rest out as the shrill sound of the bell rung. I instantly barreled out the door and was head to head with Chester. I turned my head to his and nipped his neck while quickly licking his face. Turning my head back I went faster. My jockey sat up on his saddle letting me tack control. I felt Chester come up to my side again, he looked sexually fustrated. I leaned into him and pushed him with my body making him stumble. He was going faster than me and we only had a lap left my now.

I imagined the rouges and me chasing them to kill them in this form. In a second I was whizzing by but I had gotten too caught up in my imagination. My eyes saw the forest tries and the cries of my mother saying she loved me and to run. I took flight as a bird as my mother and father circled the tree and fought them. They were weak, we were also in a pack of shifters. The rouges wanted revenge, we had killed the mate of the rouge leader for the reason of tresspassing. My mother had been sick the week after and my father had gotten wolfs bane in his blood stream. Sense that was happening they could only shift into the most used animals, for us it was wolves.I heard the first scream of my mother as she dropped, blood pooling around her. My father was angry and hurt then he attacked the rouge but then ten other wolves tackled him and began tearing him peace by peace. I didn't run because I thought then we would all die. Maybe we could have been prisioners. We all would have died.

My legs were going faster and faster every passing second. I hardly relised the snap of a camerea or the sound of the people chanting 'Eli' I halted and thanked God himself for making sure the saddle was on securly as he immeadeatly girped my reins and planted his feet in the saddle to stop me from doing anything. I looked back and saw Chester fighting to keep up, his lungs heaving.

When I came back down to Earth my jockey jumped off and Tom was ruining along with Carly I think was her name and the barn owner to us. "Chester met his match." Tom said happily.

"Dad, Eli would make a great ride for Carly, she rides like a charm with just a little bit of a rough stop."

"Aww! I wanted to keep her!" his brother whinned jumping off Chester and handing him back to Turner.

"Yeah but the thing is would she do it again?" He said thoughtfully

Couldn't they see I needed to be hosed down? I was so stuck on listening to the conversation I didn't notice people fighting over who would ride me back. I think they caught on that the annoying man was, well annoying! Growing fustrated I nudged the dad with my nose. He smiled and mounted me before saying to his sons "Keep up will ya?". I felt a kick to my side and instantly cantered.

I was ridden before when I was younger by some other people so I know what to do. It all depends on if I have energy though. From the corner of my eye I saw them all sprinting to keep up. I am not that fast! Okay maybe I am but still. When outside of the track I was hooked up to little ropes on the sides of my halter as they stripped me of my tack.

"I still think that her eyes are cool!" Carly shouts looking at my blue eyes. They were a deep blue almost brown in this form. I watched as Carly turned the hose on and sprayed me. In a second my eyes widened and shook trying to get the cold water off of me.

"Carly! It's too cold!" One of her brothers scolded.

"Sorry Eli!" she says simpathetically.  I've decided to call the brothers Luke and Chris.

She turned the nob to room tempature, I closed my eyes licking the feel of the water on my fur. Beside me was Chester and all I heard was "Chester your a very naughty boy!" I'm guessing Chris said sense Luke was on the other side of me.

"Let the mare go last into the barn so he can't over power you and fight with her." Tom said

My eyes snapped over and I looked over at Chester, I tried to figure out if there was something wrong with him until I saw his other half of his body. Oh hell no! I neighed wanting to get out of the things holding my head still. In a second Turner took it off of me. I turned my head and pushed my head into the other horses neck to get him to not bite me. It's just bad.

I watched as Turner took Chester ahead of me then Chris took my halter and took me with him. I was taller than him some how in this form. I put my nose by his hair and breathed out. It amused me how the hair would whip the other way. In a couple minutes we were passed the horses and I was in my stall.