        She had taken the time before the sun rose to empty her teaching materials out of her saddlebags.  She had to keep reminding herself to pull them out by mouth.  Like most unicorns, Lyra had become overly dependent on her telekinesis.  The princess had warned her to try and conserve her magic as much as possible, because they didn’t know how easily she would be able to adapt to the local leylines, nor did they know what magic she might wish to demonstrate to the creature, or to utilize in her defense.