The Heartwood Oh, hey mom. I had the craziest dream! I was the unicorn wizard.

The scent enthralled him, confused him with its stark familiarity. Mother was here. Had Blackfeather Woods grown since he left? Had more Meloniis arrived? Is she —

He could hear paws hurtling towards him,and that familiar smell grows, to his confusion and delight. He whips around and sees that familiar face, aged like fine wine but still the same woman he knew to have birthed him. Mother! He echoes back, his grin splitting across his face. She was here! How why when, so many questions and emotions flooded his mind and body. He greeted her as if he was a child again, tucking his tail between his legs and licking at her chin.

As he stood up straight once more, he was taken aback by how it had been since she had last seen her. He was taller than her. I could ask the same for you!