[Serene pauses to let Sakura settle the unicorn before pushing open the door to the stable. The door is splintered where the creatures had obviously kicked their way out and she grimaces, sure that in half an hour their unicorn will be charging round free again]

Were your memories always feathers? Is that a trait of your kind? [Sakura looks human, but so do many people around here. Serene's learning not to judge by appearances]