[it's been something of a day for Helena. she can't tell what's been softly clip-cloping behind her all day, nudging her hands, her head, beyond thinking it's soft and horse shaped. no one else seems to be acting like it's wrong - and the one time she asked what creature was around, her friend had acted as though it was a joke, like there was nothing. though through her classes she's been distracted by little huffs, movements trying to get her attention, even nosing at her cane. it's caused her usual sharp focus and care to be so distracted, and she doesn't know how much longer she can take it.
sinking down by her favorite tree, it's not long before she feels warm breath, a soft nose pushing at her hands.]
Please...I don't have anything to feed you, friend...
[she can't deal with an invisible horse, soft as it is. why does it want to bother her, all day?
a young woman really shouldn't look so tired when being graced with a unicorn's presence, but she doesn't know what to do.]
for vic!
sinking down by her favorite tree, it's not long before she feels warm breath, a soft nose pushing at her hands.]
Please...I don't have anything to feed you, friend...
[she can't deal with an invisible horse, soft as it is. why does it want to bother her, all day?
a young woman really shouldn't look so tired when being graced with a unicorn's presence, but she doesn't know what to do.]