Bright green grass grew long around Murrag's' Road. The waters flowed clear deep. White was reflected in those waters as a white mare, no, a unicorn bent down to drink the water. Her horn, long and white, touched the water just barely as she drank her fill from the clear waters. Looking up, the rare creature turned her head towards the west. Long, white ears twitched slightly. Her tail flicked behind her, keeping small flies off of her rump. Violet eyes watched her surroundings before she bent her neck down, allowing her mouth to reach the sweet grass surrounding her.
So rare it was for a unicorn to come out of its forest. A unicorn was always highly wanted, for its blood or its horn; whichever a hunter could get. This particular unicorn was lucky that the humans of this place saw her as only a white mare, due to her limited magical abilities. Only those who truly believe her kind exists can truly see what she is. Her long silvery mane fell in wavy cascades as she continued to eat. Looking up again, she listened to everything around her. There was no threat, for now.
Liorne knew that eventully someone would be coming this way. They always did. It was usually a 'herd' of humans, coming to clean off in the river's waters. She stomped her hoof down. Who do those humans think they are...Coming near my forest and using the river to bathe? How dirty. She thought. The voice she 'spoke' with was beautiful and sweet. It had an innocences to it and only those she allowed to hear it could. Footsteps. Her grazing was being interrupted by footsteps.
Liorne whinnied and she began to trot back into the protection of the woods. There was no way any human was going to see her. She had no wish to be captured and surely, killed. The white unicorn mare was now running back into her woods to hide.
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