The walk home was quite, the darkness stretched over the sleepy starlight town that Satin had lived in for years.

Each building was unique, designed for the person who lived in it.

Satin’s building was a huge spool of thread, complete with a thick needle sticking out of the top.

It made since after all she was the village semstris and had been for years. It was a family tradition.

All Unicorns could sew. She could sew buttons, pants, dresses, hats and even wounds but that didn’t happen often unless Chanty was in town.

Her little spool was pressed neatly between the bakery that made fresh bread from midnight onward.

And the donut maker.

The donut maker use to work for the bread maker but some words where said and they never really got along.

It was hard to live in between sometimes.

Satin sighed and unlocked her head hugged door and stepped inside.

“Your home early.” A soft voice greeted her from the sewing machine.

Azuki, her faithful black cat was stretched out along the half finished white dress she’d been working on before leaving.

“Not really, I stayed till the toast like I said.” Satin did her best to cover.

“Hm, but you didn’t drink anything did you?”

“Just apple juice.”

Azuki sat up and stretched making sure to leave a bit of extra black fur on the dress.

“You didn’t say it to here did you?”

“Of corse not! Azuki! I couldn’t say it even before she was married let alone at her wedding!” Satin sighed.

“Why not?” the cat yawned.

“Oh, you never understand this types of things, I’d be the talk of the village, forever.” Satin picked up the dress and shook the fur off losing a few pins as well.

“I have a social status to you know, amount animals. Other Witch’s cats look up to me.” Azuki huffed.

“Only because they want to have kittens with you.” Satin smiled at the thought of a round bellied Azuki.

“Oh, heavens no! I will never be having a kitten thank you!” the cat spit.

Satin smiled sitting down to work as Azuki needed at a pail of cloth beside her little bed. Her bed untouched but the cloth was covered in her fur.

Satin had just set up to have the first few threads in the dress when someone knocked on her door.

Her ears sank and she hesitated.

“It must be handy, here to scale me more…”