Exterminatrix

I sigh as I look at my reflection in the lake, my limp horn hanging loose against the left side of my face like a spiral forelock. None of the other unicorns want to bump cloud puffs with me, and for good reason. Horns are a turn-on among our kind. The bigger, the sparklier, the more colorful your horn, the better. Unfortunately for me, I’m the only one I’ve ever seen with a flaccid, floppy horn. Unicorns are some of the kindest creatures you’ll ever meet, so it’s not like the others are mean to me, but the pity in their faces still hurts.

I close my eyes and wish on every holy cake pop that I could fix whatever is wrong with me. I have so much love to give, so much joy. If someone could just look past my weakness, they’d see how kind I am. I would give everything to make a mate happy, even if my horn never shows what I feel in my heart. My gratitude would outshine its dull surface. My loyalty and dedication and love would stand more strong and solid than any horn ever could. If only someone would take a chance and see me.

Another deep sigh leaves my nostrils and stirs my reflection on the surface of the lake as I lie on the shore. My eyes drift closed and I’m nearly asleep when I hear a woman’s voice in the distance, and then a man’s.

“...as good a place as any,” the woman says, and I look to where the shoreline curves around and opens to a small, crescent-shaped beach. A stu

“Are you sure we’ll be safe here?” the male voice asks. I gasp as a striking Lizardman comes into view, his dark scales shimmering with glittering gold that catches the sun. He places a hand on the woman’s shoulder and she smiles up at him from where she kneels. His eyes scan the distant shore of the lake, his tongue flicking to taste the air, his expression growing puzzled.

My heart races. I feel something stir within me, like a vibration.

“Yeah, why? Something wrong?” the woman asks. The Lizardman takes a step toward the beach and the woman’s movement slows until she stills, her gaze following after him. “Castro?..”

“I…I’m not sure…” His tongues darts out again as his gaze falls across the lake.

Flick flick. Flick flick.

My blood heats, singeing my veins as it all seems to travel toward my forehead.

“It smells like…vanilla. Like vanilla frosting.”

Flick flick.

I draw in a breath that catches in my lungs. I don’t even realize what’s happening until the woman speaks.

“Do you hear that? It sounds like…a music box.”

Their eyes both find mine where I’m crouched on the shore as my song grows louder, flowing across the water toward them.

Oh holy swizzle sticks.

My mating call seems to catch on a sudden breeze as I rise to my feet, the tinkling music dancing between me and this pair of strangers.

My horn stirs for the first time.

Maybe unicorns wishes do come true after all…

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