He's seen us and we can't just leave him here. His disguise, transformation? Doesn't matter, the point is he still looks like a pony and that gives me an opportunity. The stallion is smaller than me so I haul him over my shoulder and place his belly down on top of my back. The mares looked confused at my actions, "We're near my home, if we leave him here he could wake up and they could start looking around this area."