My eyes opened and I looked at where I was. Everything was sideways, which is when I realized I was lying on the ground. At first I wondered where I was, then I began to wonder who I was, why was I here? As I picked myself up off the ground I noticed I had hooves. Hooves? I wondered as I balanced myself on all four of my appendages, two in front and two in back. I examined myself, my fur was yellow, a basic yellow color. I could tell that the hair hanging from my mane was some mix of pink and orange, but that wasn’t really important. I soon began to come to terms that I was some type of equine. I figured this was enough self exploration for the moment as I gazed around my surroundings. I was in a clearing; the grass on the ground had no dew upon it as I was not wet upon getting up. There were some scrub brushes and bushes near the clearings edge which ended at trees. I was encircled by trees; most of them were some type of pine tree, though by looking closely I could occasionally make out a couple trees with leaves instead of needles. That was when I decided to look to the sky; it was blue with a spattering of slightly grey puffy clouds.
This examination done I came to the conclusion, I was in a forest of some kind. I was obviously lost and didn’t know where I was, or even who I was. The next question I asked myself was if I stayed in this clearing, or head into the forest surrounding me. I had no ideas what dangers, if any, might lurk within the growth. No sounds indicated any type of threat, I only heard the occasional twitter of a bird, or of several different birds as the sound didn’t always come from the same spot. I couldn’t stay here forever, something told me that even in the dark if I were to encounter even the smallest of threats I would be no match for it. So my only choice was to head out of the clearing and through the forest. An easy enough task by any means, all I had to do was keep moving forward in one direction and I would come to the end of it, where ever the end may be.
After a few cautionary steps to get my balance and accustom myself to walking with four legs I was heading out of the clearing and into the forest. I didn’t know what time of day it was upon entering, for when I looked up at the sky the sun was not high up, nor was the sky any vivid color that would normally go along with the setting sun in the late evening. So I could assume that it was the morning, and judging by the lack of snow in the clearing and the mild temperature in the air, I could also assume that the season was somewhere between late spring to early fall. But the factor of light didn’t matter as I came far enough within the forest; the overhanging branches of needles and leaves blocked the sunlight and shrouded the forest with a green glow.
Trotting through the forest was uneventful, trees and grass. Some bushes and the occasional flower patch livened up the scenery. But even with as much flora as I saw there was no fauna to be seen. This wasn’t surprising; I didn’t expect any animal to openly approach me and I figured any predators in this forest were mainly nocturnal. I did my best to keep moving straight ahead, but when everything looks almost the same, tree trunks all around you, bushes between them stretching tall and far. I kept trotting for what felt like hours, I had no means of keeping time on me and with the trees concealing the suns position from me I could not guess how much time had passed, I would only know when night had fallen. But that was when I saw much brighter light coming from the edge of some trees off to my left. I turned and made for them, as I broke through this supposed end my eyes started to adjust to the light. I found myself in another clearing, but it wasn’t the same one, I knew because this one had a small body of water on the far end from where I stood.
Looking at it my first thought was that it was some type of natural spring that welled up from the ground. Then my next thought was that I was very thirsty, so I went over to the edge of the water to drink from it. I first looked upon the still surface of the water like a mirror, and that was when I got a look at my face. It wasn’t like a normal horse’s face, or what I thought I knew of them. My head was bigger, and possibly more aesthetically pleasing than that of a normal horse, or pony should I say, for I wasn’t the size of a horse by any means. My eyes though, they were very large. I don’t know how eyes like these could even work, certainly not like normal. I thought about some type of plate like eye for some seconds before disregarding the thought for something I though mush more important. The color of my irises, it was brown, a deep dark brown. But from there I noticed that I had an appendage sticking out upon my forehead. A horn, not some type of antlers, a horn the same color as the rest of my fur sticking out right from my forehead. It was simple enough to figure out, her colorful look, the horn on her head. I was some type of unicorn.
I took a long draught from the pool, disturbing the image that was on it. I looked around this clearing with a new light in my eyes. I knew what I was, now just to figure out who I was. I did not need to look to the sky, looking down I saw my shadow to be underneath me. It must be around midday then; I turned towards the edge of this clearing and headed off back into the trees. I left the clearing with many thoughts; the most prevailing of them was of who I was. But others were there like, maybe there were no others like me, perhaps I was alone in this world as far as creatures of sentient intelligence went. Another, more whimsical thought, was could I use this horn to perform some type of magic? All these thoughts and more accompanied me as I went through the forest, searching for many things.
