It's hard to be a unicorn in the modern world. Habitats recede daily. The connections between the supernatural and natural worlds ebb and flow, making it hard to know when you'll be at home with your own kind.
The modern unicorn has to be adaptable, fierce even. Its magic is too precious for it to die. When the unicorn goes extinct, the world grows so much darker.
You are, as far as you know, the first and only omnivorous unicorn. Enchanted grasses are not enough to sustain you. While your kind's nature is to be gentle, the role of predator is not foreign to you.
However, you are more often than not a scavenger. Your wandering hunger has taken you to the dumpster of an Arby's on the outskirts of Santa Peralta, California. You're gnawing on old roast beef sandwiches when suddenly you see a man in a tan shirt and brown pants approach you.
He is in his late 30s, receding black hair, and a fat belly. He is approaching you with food in his hand, smiling and shaking it, beckoning you to come forward and take a bite. However, one hand is hidden behind his back.
The modern unicorn has to be adaptable, fierce even. Its magic is too precious for it to die. When the unicorn goes extinct, the world grows so much darker.
You are, as far as you know, the first and only omnivorous unicorn. Enchanted grasses are not enough to sustain you. While your kind's nature is to be gentle, the role of predator is not foreign to you.
However, you are more often than not a scavenger. Your wandering hunger has taken you to the dumpster of an Arby's on the outskirts of Santa Peralta, California. You're gnawing on old roast beef sandwiches when suddenly you see a man in a tan shirt and brown pants approach you.
He is in his late 30s, receding black hair, and a fat belly. He is approaching you with food in his hand, smiling and shaking it, beckoning you to come forward and take a bite. However, one hand is hidden behind his back.
Amara glares at the man as he attempts to approach. She swallows the last of the sandwiches and backs away.
She is not cornered, not, rather, ready to strike or jump as the situation calls either action. A warning growl vibrates from her throat. Being smaller than your average unicorn had its advantages. She had the viciousness of a wolf to back her up.
She tenses in a threatening stance, snarling at the man. Stamping a hoof, she gave one final warning to either back off or state his business.
She is not cornered, not, rather, ready to strike or jump as the situation calls either action. A warning growl vibrates from her throat. Being smaller than your average unicorn had its advantages. She had the viciousness of a wolf to back her up.
She tenses in a threatening stance, snarling at the man. Stamping a hoof, she gave one final warning to either back off or state his business.
"Easy there, easy, easy." he says in a calm voice. "I just wanna take you somewhere you won't get hurt. You like this? Mmmmm. Yummy yummy oats. You like oats, don't you?"
He kneels down to the ground, holding the oats up to you. The sun glints off the star on his breast pocket. When he kneels down, you can see a large van parked a few feet away. Inside the van is another man holding something long, like some sort of weapon. The van has a picture of a dog, a cat, and a dragon running away from a man in a similar uniform carrying a large net.
He kneels down to the ground, holding the oats up to you. The sun glints off the star on his breast pocket. When he kneels down, you can see a large van parked a few feet away. Inside the van is another man holding something long, like some sort of weapon. The van has a picture of a dog, a cat, and a dragon running away from a man in a similar uniform carrying a large net.
Snarling, Amara figured out whom these fools were. 'Animal Control,' there was only one reason they wanted her: to 'put her out of her misery.' Nope, she was not gonna die today.
Leaping through an open window of an abandoned building, Amara easily made her way through it and out another window. Her silver- white body glinted briefly in the sun before she slipped into the park.
stopping to drink from the pond she nearly laughed. He was trying to tempt her with Oats of all things. Idiots had not a single clue what her species was. She was not a mere horse to lead around in a pony show. Not at all, rather, she was a huntress and a scavenger.
Amara was off again after several moments. She slipped through the alleys of the strange town once more.
Leaping through an open window of an abandoned building, Amara easily made her way through it and out another window. Her silver- white body glinted briefly in the sun before she slipped into the park.
stopping to drink from the pond she nearly laughed. He was trying to tempt her with Oats of all things. Idiots had not a single clue what her species was. She was not a mere horse to lead around in a pony show. Not at all, rather, she was a huntress and a scavenger.
Amara was off again after several moments. She slipped through the alleys of the strange town once more.
As you rush through the alleyway, you stumble across three burly looking, hairy men leaning against a wall. They are drinking beers and laughing. Motorcycles are parked next to them, decorated with a ludicrous amount of stickers and mementos from various places they have visited across the USA.
On the sleeves of their jackets are circular patches depicting a snarling wolf standing on its hind legs in front of a desert landscape.
They all stop what they're doing and turn to face you. Their eyes widen as they see you.
"¡Mierda! ¡Un unicornio! Un verdadero unicornio!"
"¡Cállate! No lo asustes lejos."
"Ese es un unicornio que parece sarnoso."
On the sleeves of their jackets are circular patches depicting a snarling wolf standing on its hind legs in front of a desert landscape.
They all stop what they're doing and turn to face you. Their eyes widen as they see you.
"¡Mierda! ¡Un unicornio! Un verdadero unicornio!"
"¡Cállate! No lo asustes lejos."
"Ese es un unicornio que parece sarnoso."
She had not a clue what they said, but their voices sounded rough and they held a scent of danger. With a warning growl, Amara slipped away from the men and to another park.
This park, however, was overgrown and clearly not used in a very long time. Amara smirked and slipped into the trees, laying in a what looked to be a caved in fox hole. Not a problem, it would be useful for a brief rest before she went on her way.
This city was odd, not one soul seemed calm about seeing her. Were unicorns in general that rare?
Were unicorns disappearing for good? She knew her particular species of unicorn was nearly extinct, if she was not the last already.
Her ear flickered all over, listening to every little sound.
This park, however, was overgrown and clearly not used in a very long time. Amara smirked and slipped into the trees, laying in a what looked to be a caved in fox hole. Not a problem, it would be useful for a brief rest before she went on her way.
This city was odd, not one soul seemed calm about seeing her. Were unicorns in general that rare?
Were unicorns disappearing for good? She knew her particular species of unicorn was nearly extinct, if she was not the last already.
Her ear flickered all over, listening to every little sound.
((Hey, I don't mean to be like, overbearing or anything, but I would appreciate it if you didn't like, say certain things were there that haven't been described yet. For example, parks and ponds and stuff like that. You're in a downtown SoCal city, there's not a whole not of nature and stuff. Not mad or anything, just saying.))
As you wander around, you see a three human children playing with a remote control drone. As soon as they see you, they drop the remote control and rush towards you. They stick their hands out and attempt to stroke your fur. They are around 7-9 years old, a skinny boy, a chubby girl, and a skinny girl. They are wearing t shirts, shorts, and sneakers. They all have tan skin, messy black hair, and green eyes.
As you wander around, you see a three human children playing with a remote control drone. As soon as they see you, they drop the remote control and rush towards you. They stick their hands out and attempt to stroke your fur. They are around 7-9 years old, a skinny boy, a chubby girl, and a skinny girl. They are wearing t shirts, shorts, and sneakers. They all have tan skin, messy black hair, and green eyes.
((sorry, I was trying to go what would be in a city))
Amara stayed still, allowing the children to pet her fur. She did still have the soft spot for them that all unicorns seemed to have. She never made a single sound, only soft snorts when a child grabbed or pulled too hard on her mane of fur.
However, she was still on the lookout. Amara would either run or defend the children, whichever came first.
Amara stayed still, allowing the children to pet her fur. She did still have the soft spot for them that all unicorns seemed to have. She never made a single sound, only soft snorts when a child grabbed or pulled too hard on her mane of fur.
However, she was still on the lookout. Amara would either run or defend the children, whichever came first.
You hear the sound of a truck approaching, and suddenly, it stops. You see two animal control officers disembark. However, one of them is not a human being. They are purple, with five long snakes jutting from their scalp. They have golden eyes with slit pupils, and pointed ears.
The gorgon looks at you, and you feel your muscles begin to tighten. You are rendered stiff, almost paralyzed from the neck down. Your unicorn powers could break the bond, but you find yourself unable to touch your horn to your body.
The children cry out in shock. They rush to the animal control officers and beg them to let you go.
"Now now, children!" cries the human. "We're just trying to take the unicorn somewhere safe! We can't have a unicorn running around in human territory, it's going to get hurt. We're taking it to Oddity Park. They have people there who can take care of it, give it a proper home."
The gorgon, maintaining eye contact with you, begins to approach with restraining cuffs.
The gorgon looks at you, and you feel your muscles begin to tighten. You are rendered stiff, almost paralyzed from the neck down. Your unicorn powers could break the bond, but you find yourself unable to touch your horn to your body.
The children cry out in shock. They rush to the animal control officers and beg them to let you go.
"Now now, children!" cries the human. "We're just trying to take the unicorn somewhere safe! We can't have a unicorn running around in human territory, it's going to get hurt. We're taking it to Oddity Park. They have people there who can take care of it, give it a proper home."
The gorgon, maintaining eye contact with you, begins to approach with restraining cuffs.
It was anger that first appeared. With a growl, Amara attempt to use her horn to deflect the gorgon. She felt the familiar surge of magic, only for it to die out with a fizz before she even released it.
What?! Why didn't her powers work?! Fear crept into the wolf-sized unicorn and gripped her with its cold, almost wet hands.
She was tired...... scared....she was..
caught.
A whimper slipped from her mouth, despite her not wanting to show fear. She did not have control over her body.
What?! Why didn't her powers work?! Fear crept into the wolf-sized unicorn and gripped her with its cold, almost wet hands.
She was tired...... scared....she was..
caught.
A whimper slipped from her mouth, despite her not wanting to show fear. She did not have control over her body.
The gorgon restrains you, and the two animal control officers lift you into the back of the van, much to the protest of the children.
As you are loaded into the van, you notice that there's another being in the car with you. It is an adolescent hippogriff, roughly the size of a greyhound. His front half resembles a barn owl, and his back half resembles an appaloosa horse. He looks to you, and begins speaking in the language of animals.
"Are you a real unicorn?"
As you are loaded into the van, you notice that there's another being in the car with you. It is an adolescent hippogriff, roughly the size of a greyhound. His front half resembles a barn owl, and his back half resembles an appaloosa horse. He looks to you, and begins speaking in the language of animals.
"Are you a real unicorn?"
Amara jolted out of a daze. She felt something on her horn and the restraints on her legs. A voice made her turn towards the creature next to her. He was slightly taller than she was, although she was the most slender.
"Yes... I am a real unicorn......" She yawns, fighting to stay awake, "A more rarer species..... I am omnivorous and.. I may be.... the last of my kind......" Her eyelids drooped; Amara attempted to shake herself awake. "Why.... Am...I....tired....?"
"Yes... I am a real unicorn......" She yawns, fighting to stay awake, "A more rarer species..... I am omnivorous and.. I may be.... the last of my kind......" Her eyelids drooped; Amara attempted to shake herself awake. "Why.... Am...I....tired....?"
"Gorgon venom. You were hypnotized and poisoned. It will wear off in a matter of minutes now that he's not staring at you."
The vehicle begins to move.
"Where did you come from? I've never seen your kind around these parts. You from Arcadia?"
Arcadia is the home dimensions of the faeries, as well as many other magical creatures. It is weekly tethered to this world, the connection waxing and waning due to cosmological forces. Many supernatural beings either originate from Arcadia or are descendant from Arcadians that have settled on Earth.
The vehicle begins to move.
"Where did you come from? I've never seen your kind around these parts. You from Arcadia?"
Arcadia is the home dimensions of the faeries, as well as many other magical creatures. It is weekly tethered to this world, the connection waxing and waning due to cosmological forces. Many supernatural beings either originate from Arcadia or are descendant from Arcadians that have settled on Earth.
"Never heard of it." Amara says, flicking an ear towards him. "I come from a forest that is no more. A poisonous, green fire destroyed it. Far as I know, my kind and the wolves whom my mother brought me to, did not make it out alive."
She lays her head down on the cold floor of the moving truck. "Do you know where they are taking us?"
She lays her head down on the cold floor of the moving truck. "Do you know where they are taking us?"
"Oddity Park, I'm guessing. It's at an intersection of ley lines. Lots of our kind there. Filled with the supernatural beings. We should fit right in. I just hope I'm allowed to roam free. Worst caste scenario, they clip my wings and make me a pet. I mean, if we were anywhere else, I could also be slaughtered and used for magical ingredients. But, California has pretty strict laws about killing magical creatures. And you? A unicorn? I'm surprised you don't have your own police escorts. You're at the tippy top of the protected species list. Of course, I'm not fluent in human language. I only know what I know from watching TV through people's windows. I could be wrong."
"Oddity park.. odd name." Amara chuckles as she felt the vehicle slow down. "Protected? I do not know that. There were people always trying to catch me."
There was a slight jarring, as the vehicle seems to stop. She gave a slight snarl of fear and confusion.
There was a slight jarring, as the vehicle seems to stop. She gave a slight snarl of fear and confusion.
The back of the car door swings open. You have full movement capabilities, but the shackles are still tight around your legs.
The gorgon guides you out. You find yourself surrounded by strange topiary. Bushes are trimmed in the shape of various animals. Dogs, lions, birds, dragons, giraffes and more. You are lead down a cobblestone path past a row of thatch roof cottages. You see various faerie creatures tending to their lawns. Trolls, goblins, gnomes, elves, things of that nature.
You are lead towards a somewhat modern (in comparison to the cottages, to us it looks more like it was made in the 80s) building. You cannot read the sign, but it displays a picture of a woman in a labcoat cradling a baby hellhound in her arms. You understand that this is a veterinary clinic.
You are escorted into the building and you see a row of people with animals in their arms. A sasquatch nursing a doberman with a broken paw, a grey alien holding a cage full of squirming space grubs, a harpy stroking a mewling baby manticore.
The front desk is tended to by a mantis woman, and she carefully types out information given to her by the animal control officer using her claw-like appendages. She hands him a printout and points him towards a door.
You are escorted into that door, and you see a mermaid woman in a labcoat checking the vitals of a Chinese long dragon. She sees you come in and is shocked.
"Oh fuck," she groans. "Is that..."
"Yup," replies the officer. "100% pure unicorn."
"Tell Lucy to transfer my appointments," she sighs. "One of the other vets can handle them. This just became my priority."
"Ya hear that, little buddy?" the control officer coos to you in a babyish voice. "Doctor Bautista's on the case. Marlena here is the best vet in the world!"
"Daryl, I'm not going on a date with you," she scoffs. "Trying to sweet talk my patients isn't going to turn me straight."
"You have a good one, Marlena." he replies as he walks out the door.
"You alright?" she asks you. "I speak animal, you can be honest with me."
The gorgon guides you out. You find yourself surrounded by strange topiary. Bushes are trimmed in the shape of various animals. Dogs, lions, birds, dragons, giraffes and more. You are lead down a cobblestone path past a row of thatch roof cottages. You see various faerie creatures tending to their lawns. Trolls, goblins, gnomes, elves, things of that nature.
You are lead towards a somewhat modern (in comparison to the cottages, to us it looks more like it was made in the 80s) building. You cannot read the sign, but it displays a picture of a woman in a labcoat cradling a baby hellhound in her arms. You understand that this is a veterinary clinic.
You are escorted into the building and you see a row of people with animals in their arms. A sasquatch nursing a doberman with a broken paw, a grey alien holding a cage full of squirming space grubs, a harpy stroking a mewling baby manticore.
The front desk is tended to by a mantis woman, and she carefully types out information given to her by the animal control officer using her claw-like appendages. She hands him a printout and points him towards a door.
You are escorted into that door, and you see a mermaid woman in a labcoat checking the vitals of a Chinese long dragon. She sees you come in and is shocked.
"Oh fuck," she groans. "Is that..."
"Yup," replies the officer. "100% pure unicorn."
"Tell Lucy to transfer my appointments," she sighs. "One of the other vets can handle them. This just became my priority."
"Ya hear that, little buddy?" the control officer coos to you in a babyish voice. "Doctor Bautista's on the case. Marlena here is the best vet in the world!"
"Daryl, I'm not going on a date with you," she scoffs. "Trying to sweet talk my patients isn't going to turn me straight."
"You have a good one, Marlena." he replies as he walks out the door.
"You alright?" she asks you. "I speak animal, you can be honest with me."
Amara pulled on the shackles a bit, but followed along. She laid her ears back in an attempt to block out the noise. She could sense the pain from the other animals being cared for.
Wincing, she shook her head to rid her mind of the mental pain. She looked at the mermaid and gave a soft snort. When the control officer coos at her; Amara gave a growl. No unicorn or wolf would allow themselves to be baby talked to and she was not about to let that happen. However, she restrained herself from biting him. She knew what happened to animals considered a danger.
When the mermaid spoke once they were alone, she blinked for a moment before speaking.
"I come across this place as I wander, tired and hungry. Then, I get idiots chasing me and scaring kids. I may not have a home, but I do not want to die just because I am a stray!" She breathed heavily, a scared growl escaping her lips. "Plus, those idiots tried bribing me with oats! Oats of all things! I am not your average unicorn. There is a reason the species I am is considered the wolves of the unicorn species."
Wincing, she shook her head to rid her mind of the mental pain. She looked at the mermaid and gave a soft snort. When the control officer coos at her; Amara gave a growl. No unicorn or wolf would allow themselves to be baby talked to and she was not about to let that happen. However, she restrained herself from biting him. She knew what happened to animals considered a danger.
When the mermaid spoke once they were alone, she blinked for a moment before speaking.
"I come across this place as I wander, tired and hungry. Then, I get idiots chasing me and scaring kids. I may not have a home, but I do not want to die just because I am a stray!" She breathed heavily, a scared growl escaping her lips. "Plus, those idiots tried bribing me with oats! Oats of all things! I am not your average unicorn. There is a reason the species I am is considered the wolves of the unicorn species."
She cackles at the mention of oats.
"Daryl is a fucking idiot, don't worry about him. Lets take a look. Obviously you're a little scraped up, look to be suffering from malnutrition."
She listens to your breathing and heartbeat with a stethoscope.
"Vitals appear to be good. Let's tend to those wounds."
She begins to rub healing salve over your wounds. It stings, very much. But, she strokes your mane and shushes you to keep you from freaking out. After a moment, she wraps bandages around where the salve was applied. She then begins to come through your fur for parasites.
"Oh, man. You got a nasty little tick right at the base of your neck. I'm going to come at you with some sharp instruments, but I need you to trust me, OK? I'm not trying to hurt you."
"Daryl is a fucking idiot, don't worry about him. Lets take a look. Obviously you're a little scraped up, look to be suffering from malnutrition."
She listens to your breathing and heartbeat with a stethoscope.
"Vitals appear to be good. Let's tend to those wounds."
She begins to rub healing salve over your wounds. It stings, very much. But, she strokes your mane and shushes you to keep you from freaking out. After a moment, she wraps bandages around where the salve was applied. She then begins to come through your fur for parasites.
"Oh, man. You got a nasty little tick right at the base of your neck. I'm going to come at you with some sharp instruments, but I need you to trust me, OK? I'm not trying to hurt you."
Amara was rather enjoying the sensations of the mermaid doing her medical stuff. She even gave a soft purring sound that unicorns made when they are happy.
She snorted a bit when she saw the sharp objects, but laid her head flat on the table. Part of her refused to show her neck to the mermaid. Amara was not one to submit, but she knew when harming someone would be useless.
She snorted a bit when she saw the sharp objects, but laid her head flat on the table. Part of her refused to show her neck to the mermaid. Amara was not one to submit, but she knew when harming someone would be useless.