[ They are a spectacle, of course. That's Crow's immediate first thought, seeing an Actual Unicorn in the flesh when they arrive to the park. Glint, meanwhile, is absolutely delighted; he's also forced Crow to be the one carrying some hay, carrots, and an apple for the horse.
Crow sighs a little as Glint flies ahead, stopping a moment later as he remembers reading that horses (and he supposes, Unicorns) can be "spooked", spinning his plates again. ]
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Crow sighs a little as Glint flies ahead, stopping a moment later as he remembers reading that horses (and he supposes, Unicorns) can be "spooked", spinning his plates again. ]
Hello, Rosella! And hello, unicorn!