The Unicorn Rider

The seasons had truly moved on now, and summer had faded and been overtaken by fall. They still had places to go, the elfling and her steed; new lands to see, a whole world to explore. Sometimes she wondered though, was she out here in a outlands, just to find a way back home?
This is a li'll tribute piece for THU and the intrepid Andre Lourenço, and a fitting round off after Inktober with all it's unicorns and whatnots.
Now...how to kill time this month?

Even amundsen final copy