My hooves rake the ground as I land in the town square. Tired and thirsty I dip my head into a nearby fountain and drink deeply from it. The cold water feels good on my parched throat and lips. I fold my angelic wings and look around. A group of villagers slowly begins to advance on me making me rather nervous. The only time people have approached me in this way was to capture me. I back farther and farther away from the group and soon find myself backed into a corner with the curious people still advancing.