Jacob jumped over the fence with a book tightly wrapped in his arms. He heard the shouts of the wizard behind him as he got out of the town’s boundaries. He would take a look back every once and awhile. He stopped at a nearby hill and opened the spell book that he stole. He opened the book to the shapeshifting spells. “I need a form to hide out here for a while.” He said flipping to a page marked donkey. “This will do. Sova Mortum Donk Septum!” He muttered, the incantation starting to work.

His ears crawled up his head and stood on top of it. His mouth and nose connected into a snout as fur grew on his face. His neck extended from his body as his spine forced him onto all fours. His hands turned black and formed into hooves as his arms strengthened to hold his changing body. His body swelled with fat and muscle, his legs shrinking but swelling at the same time. His feet became hooves as a tail grew out above his rear. Jacob took his pack and the book and placed them in a small crevice in the hill. Jacob started grazing to blend in with his surroundings.