Episode One My Home Land
"Sarah, It's time to get up. Everyone's waiting for you." I could hear my stepmother call out. "Be right there!" I called out to her. I quickly jumped out of my makeshift bed and put my shifting clothes on. They were made with buttons on each side so when I shifted they wouldn't be torn. They'd simply snap the buttons apart and I could pick them up to wear later when I got to my destination, If I needed to shift back that is.
I quickly ran out of the hut to meet my stepmother Candace at the wagon. She looked at me with an annoyed look on her face, "Finally you decided to show up. We've got work to do and we don't have time for your shenanigans." I rolled my eyes at that. Candace and I never have gotten along. She said I remind her of my mother and that I needed the same fate as her. Chelsea, my younger sister, was her favorite. Chelsea had long dark brown that fell down to her waist. Her eyes were green on the outside with caramel on the inside. She has a petite body that she always flaunted. Chelsea and I are completely different. Chelsea loved the attention she got. She was worshipped by men because of her perfect face and perfect body. In my eyes, she is a w***e just like my stepmother. You see, I know the truth behind everything. My real mother was killed. They say it was a tragic accident, that she was killed my Rogues but I know Candace killed my mother. Candace wanted my father but he would never have her because he had his mate. After my mother was killed I found Candace in the arms of my father. Coincidence? I think not... Soon after he shared his bed with the common w***e, he ended up marrying her. Thus her being my stepmother.
My dad Charley arrived and pulled me out of my thoughts. "Are you ready honey?" He said as he kissed Candaces' forehead. Candace smiled at him. "Well, everything is set except for strapping up the whor... I mean Sarah..." She said while looking at me with a smirk. "Well, let us get to it then. Sarah..." My dad said while gesturing for me to shift. I shifted into my other form. I thought I was a beautiful horse. I have a long white mane and tail. Everything about me was white. Because I have to pull a wagon all the time I've gotten stronger. You can see the definition in my muscles, each one of them showing as I stepped into place. My dad strapped me to the wagon while Chelsea and Candace got on. Charley Kissed Candace goodbye and told her to have a safe trip. As soon as my dad walked away I could hear the whip whistle through the air before hitting my back causing me to jump forward. I hate this woman.
