Soul of the Centaur!

Centre of the Lime Light:

After a moment, I had noticed, realised, the others were looking at me. Some may even had seen me change. I did not care. Even if I was amused by their looks. Not in a fast trot.

Enjoying the fredom, the speed. Not sure I had realised, just how good it feel. Part of this, is in the fact I'm moving, not sitting in a ride. Not even riding. I'm trotting. Then I simply slipped into full gallop.

Making the best out of the short break. There was not a sound, they all just stared at me. Then, just as sudden, it rang in.

I slowed down, and moved towards the door. Stopped and changed back. Only they had all gone in by now.

I slowly walked the rest of the way.