God of Mischief vs. Big damn horse what comes to a point

[lock_ki]

[Loki has been here before but he's obviously in a more experimental mood this time. Currently the square is being dominated by a unicorn, but not a pretty little thing. It's what looks like giant draft horse with a long, long ivory horn. Somehow, Loki's gotten on top of it.]

Ho! Ha! Stop! Come now, be a good no-long-extinct preternatural equine!

[He pats the thing in an attempt to make it stop clopping every which way it likes. There's a bridle trodden into the dirt so that obviously didn't help. Instead, Loki writes down "oats," and the thing is finally satisfied.

Loki gives a whuff of relief before musing to himself.]

So I can summon species from beyond the grave. I wonder, if I wrote you a girlfriend would the foal be real?