Unicorn
BRRRRRRRR! The creature neighed, his eyes dripping with rainbow-colored magic.
^A unicorn, here of all places!^ Lydia slowly reached for her sword, "Who are you?"
"My great self?" The unicorn stared at her, smiling, "I'm the majestic steed guarding this forest."
"Some good protection you're doing around here," She growled.
"I advise you, maiden of the holy order," He said, slowly lowering his head and pointing at her with his horn. "You do not pull a sword in my presence. I shall pierce thee like a fish on a harpooooooooon," He walked sideways, extending the last word.
"Fine, what do you want? From what I know, your kind never shows itself to just anyone," Lydia stepped back, still ready to strike.
"I felt the great beast of earth behind the mountain," He said, lifting his head up in pride. "I was about to head there and kill it, but one of your people seems to have beaten me to it,"
"Then all well and done," Lydia glared at him.