Careless were the thoughts of the unicorn who laid upon the field of barley within the rich woodlands. Where ever she wandered spring followed and the creatures were promised a long life and mayhaps even a splash of magic to aid them in their stealth from hunters so that they continue to live unseen just as she. Deep set eyes that spoke of the life she lived as not only a unicorn, but also a mortal woman who had loved more fiercely than most, and yet she remained embodied with such love though her understanding was a little less.

      Her eyes flicked shut on her small deer like head and soon the creature found herself resting in the sunlight. She dreamt of knights and heroes, of monsters within men, of her dearest friends; Molly Grue and Schmendrick and just where they could possibly be. 

      This thought pulled at the Unicorns resting mind until her deep set eyes opened, spilling out into the world the sorrow she felt and the regret she knew; She missed them. 

      As if by chance, she saw motion before her and looked ahead, wondering to which creature it belonged to.