((That'd be fine.))

Erin

Erin was getting bored, but the ducks were still there. She sighed and looked around. She herded the ducks toward her and started to sing quietly:

A dream is a wish your heart makes,
When you're fast asleep.
In dreams, you will lose your heartaches.
Whatever you wish for, you keep.

Have faith in your dreams, and someday,
A rainbow will come smiling through.
No matter how your heart is grieving,
If you keep on believing,
The dream that you wish
Will come true.

((What if Matt heard her singing?))

Matt strolled up to the girl who was singing, "You have a lovely singing voice." He smiled kindly at her, Holding his hand out, "My name's Matt by the way..." His head tilted slighty, as if asking hers in return.

Asha walked up to her room in the inn. She sat down on the bed.

After consulting with the man he said there was only one bedroom, but the apartment was very nice. "Well... um." Piper was stuttering. "I can sleep on the floor."

He shook his head. "No, I'll sleep on the floor." Andrew protested he wasn't letting her sleep on the floor.

"It's fine I can" Piper said as she handed the man 100 coins

"How about we swap, you have the bed one day, I'll have it the next, that way, you don't have to be uncomfortable every day."

Asha brought her knees up to her chest. She was so bored. She closed her eyes. She wondered where her mom was. Her mom and her dad had gotten in a fight a few years ago and her mom left. She didnt come back or even leave hints as to where she left.

"Fair enough" piper said as she unlocked the door. She set her bag and shoes by the door and went to look around.

"Nice to meet you Gabriel. Names Ralof, and this is Maribel." He said patting the horses side. "It's been nice taking to you, but I've got to get to things. It's not exactly safe to stay in one spot long."

He watched as the village bustled about him. The chain about his check hurt, and stung as he was forced to sight at his master's feet. This body...it was so frail and weak. Every passing moment he get it dying, growing older yet he was powerless against it. The wealthy man that had bought him kept him under lock and key, all because of his appearance. A spell had trapped him in this human form, a spell the man put over him. There was nothing he could do himself to change back thus he was stuck here sitting on the cold stone walkway as his master ate. The garments he wore were ridiculous, the gold bangles clicked at the slightest moment, and the gems seemed to catch every light. People in passing would stop and stare at him, hawing at his beauty without evening knowing what he was. He was a unicorn, possibly the last, stuck in a body of a human against his will by a wealthy tyrant that kept him only to gaze upon him. If this was what all humans were like maybe it was better he died.