Tallye Ho old bean, wot? So ye changed shape from what to what? Got wider? Put on a few pounds, did ye? Stressin' that poor horse's back?
PozDrawSki Sez: Look at it this way, yer shape-shiftin' Merlinship. When ye widened it all, the horse broadened into a good stout Clydesdale. And over here in the States, Clydesdales are for one purpose only -- haluin' beer. So grab a hammer and lets tap that keg. I'm likin' the practical nature of this particular touch oop. Drinkin' off a few pints should lighten the horse's load a bit, which is a genuine kindness to the animals and should garner us our Druidic Merit Badges for Animal Hoosbandry. Oh, an did ye 'appen ta pack along yer darts?
Go man go! And Cheers Matey!
"Not a bit is wasted and the best is yet to come. . ." -- remembered from a dream