I'd like to point out that I have not really cried. I mean sure changing from a little girl into a gigantic horse, yea, I think I'm allowed to shed some tears, but I didn't sob. I am absolutely full of insecurities. I think I allowed such a thing. I am trying to learn how to stand and walk. This is something one should learn when they are a child. Im eighteen years old and legally by law I am an adult. Sure my brain is still developing, but the point is â€" I HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO MOVE....WITH FOUR LONG...LEGS...WITH HOOVES THE SIZE OF DINNER PLATES. How in the world can I manage to learn and walk. I mean this is absolutely pathetic! To learn how to stand and walk. I know I said I wouldn't blame him for what happened, but now that I know this is all his fault I'm starting to have second thoughts. It is natural I assume to think such things. Though I do wonder why he is bothering his time and wasting it on me. I am sure he has other fun things to do tonight, but the fact he came to spend time with me and help my during my first change was...thoughtful. I am sure my Uncle would have done something, maybe he'd try to kill me, but I'd like to think he would have at least had done something that did not result in me losing my breath.

I must admit I worked extremely hard to manage to carry my new extremely heavy weight on skinny stilts, I swear they are stilts. I have the bruises to prove I worked my butt off to keep myself standing. Im pretty sure I will end up falling down again. Lovely. It is the sudden movement I notice from the corner of my eye that catches my attention. Swinging my head sharply around I watch Frost carefully unsure if I want him walking towards me or not. I mean I don't think he will try to push me, because I am pretty sure he doesn't want to see me try to stand up all over again. My ears keep twitching back and forth in interest as he gets closer puzzled as to why he wants to get closer. I can hear him just fine no matter where he stands. I can't help but watch as he moves as he explains and shows me the steps. Snorting softly my ears lace back against my skull in slight irritation. More falling down...YAY! With a heavy sigh I mentally prepare myself for the worse.

My goal is to only fall 5 times, anything after 5, I'll...I'll cut my hair. Yes, I will cut my hair into an extremely short length. I am quite proud of my luscious long and golden locks...and to cut them...I am sure I'd go nuts. Nodding my head so he is aware I heard his instructions I try to make the turn and surprise surprise I fall at the first attempt to walk, apparently I have too much weight and I am not sure how to balance it on three legs...when I lift up one. Frustrated I go through the process again and lift myself up this time trying to balance my weight on three by sticking one leg out before quickly putting it down. Somewhat proud of myself I cautious go through the motion again this time moving most likely half a centimeter. Progress. THANK GOD. I must have moved as slow as a turtle, but eventually I make it towards him. I must be getting slightly better, because as I stand before him I am standing normally...and not like some helpless little deer. Slowly I extend my muzzle halfway towards his finding myself that I am wanting to be close to him...although why I cannot say. I just want to feel warmth and feel his touch...that is like normal for a horse...right? Softly I whisper to him quite pleased.

"I made it."

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable