...Yeah, unfortunately, Jim was thinking about unicorns, and about how something that huge (did it grow?) and with a horn like that (what other possible reason would it have for one?) couldn't possibly be friendly.

She followed Bones readily, fast enough that soon she was pulling him along, the unicorn starting to follow at a slow cantor. SHE TOOK IT BACK, SHE DIDN'T LIKE THEM ANYMORE.