<div class="floatleft">(http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3482/3214552296_e139304368_z.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Ahote Yiska Baudouin. "Restless one, the night has passed, brave friend."<br/>Although most of the time he simply goes by Yiska just to make things easier.<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Crones Grove<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Matthew<br/><strong>Time and Action</strong>:  evening around 10:30 pm Talking with Matthew<br/><hr/>Yiska smiled a little hearing Matthew stutter but he knew better than to push the issue if it made his new friend feel that embarrassed.  "Alright but unless you plan on wearing my pants too you may wanna open that clever satchel of you came up with."  Yiska started out by taking off the cloak which appeared to have been made by the whole hide of a large black bear followed by the leather shirt made in a style only worn by the native Indians of this region.  With his upper clothing off Yiska slipped out of the Moccasins on and finally the leather pants along with the soft leather loin cloth he had been wearing.<br/><br/>The Indian had been nude or nearly nude with other men before as they sat in a teepee passing around pipes with a group of Indians his mother had introduced to him.  And though those were very different circumstances than standing in front of man whom you were very attracted to Yiska was surprised to find that he was not as bashful about it as he might have thought he would have been.<br/><br/>Smiling at Matthew the shape shifter turned and walked a few steps a way from the tailor and knelt down on the ground before getting into a position which left him on his hands and knees.  Closing his eyes Yiska thought about everything he knew about horses and made the change.  Now standing before Matthew was for all intents and purposes a horse that looked like a wild Mustang might have looked.  It was a type of horse which was becoming more and more popular over the last 10 years.  Bobbing his long neck Yiska gave his head a little shake as he whinnied a little turning his large dark brown eyes on Matthew stomping one of his back legs as if saying, 'Alright Matthew hop on.'<br/><br/>Only once Matthew was settled up on his back and holding on would Yiska start back out of the cave taking it easy at first with a slow walk until they were out of the cave and could make better time through the little used paths that led back out of the forest.