Issachar nodded off a few times as he sat in the same spot for the entire day, however each time he did he quickly shot back up glancing around to see if the horse was still in the same spot, which sadly it was. As the sun drew across the sky so did the Dukes hopes of catching it and finding his way back to his town. Just as he was about to turn away the horse stood up and turned into a girl. A GIRL. He almost screamed in fright but stopped himself recalling the stories of yore. The voice of his wet nurse echoed through his head

"Witches be a fearsome lot, killing humans for their dark rituals and transforming into animals in order to lead people astray. " His hand clasped the sword at his side and slowly came out of the bush with his hand resting on the hilt glaring at the witch. " How did you do that?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly from his entire day of silence. He cleared his throat and blinked a few times nervously glancing from the girl to the ground certain that he would die.