She nodded hesitantly, her back pressed against the cold stone of the mountain side. She was close to her cave home, but not close enough to escape this man unless she changed back into her animal form. When she spoke next her voice shook,
"I won't tell anyone that I saw you... Some witches believe that humans who see witches should be hunted down." The girl dropped her gaze from the man, pushing herself tighter to the wall,
"Humans hunt and kill witches... Even when we don't do anything... Please," She said again, her eyes welling up with tears. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. This man was so close and all the stories she had heard as a young child of humans hunting and killing witches like her for no good reason, the girl's nerves shattered and in the next instant she took the form of a horse again. Her pale eyes were wide and wild, her head tossed high and her hooves stomped the ground, ready to spring away if the man moved.