<Fine, but if it turns out that the racetrack turns into a lava pit or something, I am totally blaming you,> Marco said, ironically rolling his eyes. Or at least attempting to. It was kinda weird when you had horse eyes. Going into a trot, he walked over to the gates and calmly walked inside.

Well, calm until he actually got into the gates. Cassie had freaked out too, when she'd ended up in one of these - but somehow it hadn't really occurred to Marco to consider that, and once he got in the horse's instincts took over. The gate was too small - he was trapped! In a mild panic, Marco reared up. (Yup, Marco definitely didn't like this either.)