As frustrating as your predicament was, wandering around the forest seemed like a bad idea. You really ought to return home where you can make preparations. Someone there might even have more information on the sorceress. You turn and begin your awkward trot back to the village. You should make it back while the sun was up, even at your uncertain pace.
The more you moved the more naturally it came. Maneuvering around the trees with fewer stumbles and stops. In spite of everything, you were enjoying yourself a small amount. You like riding horses, but rarely got the opportunity. This was entertaining in spite of the context.
Your arrival was imminent once you found the path. You were quite nervous about this. It was always a big deal whenever a centaur came through. No doubt people would want to talk. You had to come up with a story to tell them. That is, if you would not tell the truth. Of course you could just tell your father. The two of you lived alone. You had no idea whether anyone would believe your crazy story. Your face was already becoming red simply at the thought of everyone discovering you were now female on top of no longer being human. You were sure you would never hear the end of it.
The trees were beginning to thin out and you spotted the first buildings in the distance. Time to decide on a method of approach.
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