Ruach

Ruach Ch.7

Ok here is chapter 7!!! Chapter 8 should be up shortly, so please enjoy!!! :)

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I listened closely as I slowly opened the door. It didn’t make a sound which I was grateful for. I could hear Georges faint snoring but besides that the night was silent. The warm summer air felt good on my skin after being in that freezing cold house. I couldn’t stop the bubble of excitement that formed in my stomach. I loved sneaking out. I might be a little rebellious and mouth off a little but besides that I’m the good kid. The one who makes straight A’s or I at least try to make them. Who never gets in trouble at school, the principle never has to call home. But there is just something about sneaking out that makes me feel…..bad.

I felt the giddy smile spread across my face and almost let out a giggle of hysteria. I just had so much energy built up. It felt like I was going to explode. But I reined it in a got a hold of my emotions. I could let them out later. When I was in my horse form, just not know. Just a little bit farther. I kept repeating to myself. Just make it to the woods at the back of the pasture and you should be good.

I had decided that I would run with the Wolf’s herd. They didn’t seem like such a bad bunch and I had never run with a herd before. I always wanted to know what it was like. To run in the middle of chaos, hearing all the hooves thundering around me, I could already see it in my mind.

A faint howl made me freeze. It sounded a few miles away but still to close for my liking. I guess maybe some of the boys had decided to go for a run. Damn I hope they don’t see me. I went even faster towards the woods. If I got caught then who knows what kind of trouble I would be in. George would probably hang me up by my toes and let all the blood rush to my head. Not a very pleasant way to die if you ask me.

The woods grew closer and closer till I was stepping into the canopy of darkness. I could hardly see a foot in front of me. My pace slowed as I made my way deeper into the woods. Surprisingly it wasn’t as thick as I though it would be. I guess the horses had worn little trail that they used to get to the creek. I followed one for a little while till I could faintly hear the stream. Then I went off to the side for a few feet. When I was certain that I was well hidden I took off my cloths and put them in a little hole in the side of this tree.

Then I let the change take over. I could hear and feel all my bones snapping and moving into new positions. I had long ago gotten used to the pain. It was now just a numb feeling in the back of my head. But I couldn’t help but feel my skin stretching and become covered in hair, the hair on my head lengthening and moving to flow down my neck, my tail sprouting out.

When the change was complete I shook myself. Shaking of the weird unnatural feeling I always get after a change. My body wasn’t born to take on the change. It’s had to adapt and honestly I don’t think it will ever be completely used to the odd change.

I sniffed the air trying to see if I could smell the boys. But all I could pick up was the smell of other horses. The smell excited me, finally after never running with a herd before I would finally experience that feeling. The rush and thrill of running as one.

The thought had me bolting in the direction of the herd. All rational thoughts leaving as anticipation took control. I forgot that I probably might not be welcomed. So it was a shock when I burst through the woods and let out an ear splitting scream that instead of being greeted by happy whinnies. They all took a quick glance at me and took off in the opposite direction. I went to follow, wanting to run with them even if it was in fear. But a sharp pain my neck stopped me. I screamed again turning away from the pain. I jumped back a few steps. And there standing before me with his ears pinned was the herd stallion, Joey.

I stood there in shock. He just bit me! What the crap is wrong with him. He didn’t give me hardly a second before he was lunging at me again. Ears pinned and teeth bared. He was out to kill or at least injure me pretty badly. I didn’t want to fight him. Mainly because I had never fought in this form, I didn’t know what to do. So my fight or flight instincts kicked in. And I bet you can guess which one I went with?

You would be correct if you said flight. Running away seems to be my specialty or something these days.

I took off blindly into the woods, hoping I might loose him. Sadly he new these woods better than me and was able to navigate it with ease, where as I looked like a bumbling idiot. I couldn’t seem to get my footing and I kept slipping on something. God I’m a terrible horse. I couldn’t even run straight for heavens sake!

I felt a sharp pain in my rear. I kicked out blindly, and my hoof came in contact with something. By the light thud sound and the grunt of pain, I was pretty sure I had just kicked Joey. Good riddance the meany!

I broke out of the tree line and into a field. Somehow I had made a u-turn in the woods and I was now headed straight towards the house. All the lights where on and I could faintly hear people yelling back and forth. A new fear, the fear of humans, kicked in and I almost stopped dead in my tracks. But another painful nip to my butt from Joey had me picking up speed.

Maybe…..just maybe I could get enough speed to propel me over the fence. Now just so you know this is no little fence. This is a really high fence like almost six feet high fence. Now why they need a fence that high is beyond me but what ever.

The fence grew closer and closer, and higher and higher. I was almost tempted to just forget about it and face Joey. But the mental image of what he would probably do to me gave me that little extra push that sent me sailing over the rail. The landing wasn’t as smooth as I thought it would be. I hit the ground really hard and almost lost my footing. I stumbled for a few seconds praying that I wouldn’t fall over. Luckily I didn’t and I continued on running towards the house. Now my only thought was to get inside and forget about this nightmare!

I didn’t hear another thud and I chanced a glance back to see Joey pacing back and forth along the fence line with his ears pinned kicking out randomly sometimes. My pace slowed when I realized I was safe. I stood looking back at Joey trying to figure out what I did wrong. Maybe it was the fact that I just randomly came running out of the woods? That might be it or they’re just really unfriendly horses.

I let out a sigh as I turned to head towards the house. I think I’ll just go to bed and next time I go for a run I’m going to steer clear of the horse pasture. I do not want a reenactment of tonight.

Of course a rope being thrown over my head had me freaking out all over again. I reared trying to get away from the strange object around my neck. But before I really new what was happening two more ropes were around my neck and a forth was on my left leg. I screamed turning and twisting trying to get away.

Then I heard voices. Male voices, someone was yelling out orders. My mind recognized the voice but wouldn’t allow me to process who it was, it was to focused on getting away. My rearing plan hadn’t exactly gone as planned so now its time to try the next best thing. I steadied myself getting a good footing, then both my back legs shot out. They hit air but I heard a faint ‘whoa!’ and I took that as I almost got one. So I continued kicking with both my back legs, trying to move farther and farther back. But the ropes were stopping me. The dug into my skin and rubbed my skin turning it raw.

It seemed that kicking wasn’t working either so I guess I’ll try bucking. I started bunny hopping, arching my back and pinning my ears. That didn’t really work either since the ropes just pulled me back down to the ground. Now I was getting frustrated, I couldn’t get away. I would start to go one way but a rope would pull me back in another direction, and I would go that direction but get pulled back in another direction. Till I was going in a lopsided and pointless circle. I let out a shrill whinny hoping Joey or someone, anyone, would hear me and reply. All I got back was a little whinny from Bill.

Bill! I spun around and spotted him. He was standing looking over the gate to his round pen. Bill will save me. Bill I know Bill. Safety, Bill, safety, Bill, safety, Bill my mind kept repeating over and over again. If I could just get to Bill. I strained against the ropes, momentarily forgetting about the burning sensation they were creating. I let out another whinny, and Bill answered. He began to trot back and forth, occasionally stopping to put his head over the fence and nickered at me. But he couldn’t do anything, I realized.

I sagged against the rope using them to keep me up. This is it, I thought. I’m going to die.