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[wanderwonder]

Characters: Olinda and you!
Open? Yep!
Where: The Two-Faced Forest
When: The 18th of Rebirth's Height, day
What: Olinda be unicorning it up.
Warnings: None.

[ Far from the calamities of spinning wheels and sleeping prince(sses), there's a unicorn foraging in the Two-Faced Forest. The bag Kori had gifted her hangs loosely around her neck.

Bother her, y/n? ]

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[wheresmycoffee]

[[if someone had suggested that Hawk was looking in the woods for his drunkard mother, he would deny it. But that was exactly what he was doing under the guise of looking for wood to use for a dagger. Or something.

...hadn't expected to see a horse there. Though he should have expected the horn. He had been the one bitching about the world running on unicorn farts after all...

He goes still, watching it for a while, idly wondering if unicorns would react just a badly to him as regular horses.]]

[wanderwonder]

[ She lifts her head to look at him and the surroundings. He was alone. He appears unarmed, and he's far away enough that she could bolt if he acted suspiciously.

Though the locals of Schwanheim aren't nearly close to the danger level of those back home, and she assumes he is one of them, Sundrop keeps her attention on the man, waiting for him to continue on. ]

[wheresmycoffee]

[[Hawk was always armed, just with a dagger that was well hidden. But it'd be pretty stupid to pull it out on something just standing there that he couldn't eat.

At least he assumed you wouldn't eat a damned unicorn. Probably had glitter running through its veins or some crap like that.

Well, it hadn't bolted or reared, that was a good start. Between that whole "wolf spirit" bullshit, the so called "blessing" of the werewolf god and his son the werewolf, there was enough wolf smell or aura or whatever to send most horses into a panic that took way too long to calm down.

So now what. Staring a horned horse wasn't exactly productive. Or interesting. And it wasn't like his drunk ass mother was a virgin that this thing could help him find.

Yep. Staring a horse.]]

[wanderwonder]

[ SUPER ULTRA MEGA STARE DOWN




Gosh why wasn't he leaving??

Her lion-like tail flicks restlessly. The surface of a half-dug up tuber beckons to her stomach.

Finally, ] Why do you stare?

[wheresmycoffee]

[[... unicorns can talk. All right, he'd seen weirder things, whatever.]]

You didn't run.

[[and you're a fucking unicorn.]]

[wanderwonder]

[ Oh. Well. ]

Have I a reason to?

[ In her world, yes, she did. Here? Apparently not. Hopefully... ]

[wheresmycoffee]

Most horses want to kick me in the face and get the hell away from me so I kinda figured that'd carry over, horn or no horn.

[wanderwonder]

[ --horses.

She snorts. ]

Our horns aren't the only thing that separates us from horses.

[wheresmycoffee]

Like I know shit about unicorns. You guys don't e-- [[a pause. Werewolves. Vampires. Talking shadows. Shape shifters. Why the hell not unicorns too?]] If you guys exist back home I never saw any of you. [[shrugs]]

Is prose okay?

[brosif]

[How is Sif here and at the palace? Don't worry about it, look over there.]

She’s never hunted a unicorn. Not for any moral obligations, but for the simple fact that they are a difficult beast to find and an unimpressive kill to make. So she is curious, to say the very least, when she comes across the creature so openly in the wild.

“I didn’t know we had any of you,” she murmers.

yep!

[wanderwonder]

Now this, this is someone who kills. Of what, Sundrop couldn't know, but she's wary and it shows in the way her eyes and ears are focused on the Asgardian warrior.

"And now that you do?" she asks, the language a richer, thicker tone in her throat.

[brosif]

“I wonder about your horn,” she says, honestly. “The same way that I might wonder about the feathers and teeth and claws of other impossible creatures.”

[wanderwonder]

Of course, the horn. The primary reason unicorns were hunted in her world. It's unfair to judge everyone else by those standards, but it's difficult to refrain.

"Are there any stories about it in your home?"

... Maybe. Maybe alicorns aren't as valuable here, or desired. It's a sudden and bizarre concept to her, though it would explain why unicorns were seen as nuisances rather than marks in Schwanheim.

[brosif]

“I’ve heard that ground up, it can cure a variety of ailments.” Her own hand is splintered, healing from a fracture. She shrugs.

“Then again, I’ve heard my own bones will do the same. And that I make wheat grow and keep watch over the hearth. All stories by people who do not live long.”

[wanderwonder]

She tilts her head a fraction, as if trying to reconcile the armored woman in front of her with one who managed the home.

"You do not seem the type."

[brosif]

"And you do not seem to speak only with virgins," Sif said, moving in a bit closer. Curiosity overrode caution. "Unless I have gone a thousand years back in time without realizing it."

[wanderwonder]

Sundrop stood her ground, though her head did toss with uneasiness. If Sif drew any closer, she would circle to reinstate the distance between them.

"You have not." There was no invisible tug from her.

[goldeneyeball]

James didn't venture deeply into the woods very often. Both because of fear of thorns and because, despite his bright robe, he didn't trust some slack-jawed hunter to mistake him and his wrack for a paisly-speckled buck and take him out with an arrow.

Spell book tucked under his arm, he poked through the underbrush with a long stick in search of a particular vine. He needed it for a spell. It didn't take him long to notice the big white blur in the woods. The hedge wizard held still and squinted.

Was that a cow?

[wanderwonder]

So maybe Sundrop hadn't a lick of canine blood in her, but she still found enjoyment in chasing the ballsy squirrel that had whisked the hard earned root from right under her nose. It was more to scare the animal off for pulling thievery like that than getting the root back.

Eventually, she slowed her pace to a trot, allowing the squirrel to scamper off with its prize. She tossed her and snorted, and in the motion caught sight of James' antlers.

She paused, then crept forward. Not a peep came from the earth beneath her cloven hooves.

[goldeneyeball]

James stayed still and kept squinting. That...had to be a cow. It had to be a cow that had gotten out of its pen. If he could rope it, maybe he could return it to its owner for a reward...

...or just eat it himself. His guts complained loudly at that. They liked that idea. JW reached into his robe and withdrew a cracker from breakfast. He held it out and clucked to the unicorn.

"Bessyyyyy, here, Bessy! Ho' up!"

This was the best plan ever.

[wanderwonder]

Her nostrils crinkled in response. This Other-like person thought her a cow! With antlers she might have thought him more familiar with beasts boasting protrusions out of their heads.

She stopped about ten feet away from him. Giving him a sidelong glance, she said, "You do not know much about cattle, do you?"

[goldeneyeball]

Yes! Yes, it was coming closer. Cow reward here he ca-- it spoke. James recoiled and stumbled over a snag of brush, landing him on his behind. Now that the beast was within goring distance he could plainly see that she had not two-- but one horn.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, God! The last thing James wanted to piss off was an animal with a sword coming out of its face. That was sentient.

"Aaahah, had you goin', didn't I?

[wanderwonder]

"Goin'?" she echoed, not understanding. Then, because she could not help herself, she inched forward and asked, "What are you?"

[goldeneyeball]

"Nevermind."

Was a unicorn a faerie? If it was, he was in deep. He brushed dirt and leaves off his robe. It was good to look one's best in the presence of the unseelie.

"I am James, the Great and Terrible."

[wanderwonder]

"You look neither of those things," she said plainly, though she did cock her head in an attempt to see if she was missing something.

Nope.

Oh, but-- "You own an orb, yes?" Yes, she remembered speaking to him once, something about fruit or bushes--

--fff that had been she was a girl, not a unicorn!