Maplehoof the Glittered

Today, of all the days, I woke up feeling electrified 💫. The weather above Cloudfern Valley is gentle pink mist, which honestly suits the day. I tried to bake honeycomb biscuits but accidentally invented a new colour, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Maplehoof fact of the day: paints small sunsets with their breath is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had honeycomb biscuits for elevenses. Highly recommend. A whole hoofful of love, Maplehoof the Glittered

Good morning, my human, I woke up feeling silly ⭐. The weather above Cloudfern Valley is starlit and breezy, which honestly suits the day. I taught a tiny bird the chorus of an old lullaby, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Maplehoof fact of the day: paints small sunsets with their breath is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had honeycomb biscuits for elevenses. Highly recommend. Tail-wags and twinkles, Maplehoof the Glittered

Greetings from the meadow, I woke up feeling silly ⭐. The weather above Cloudfern Valley is starlit and breezy, which honestly suits the day. I napped beside a stream and dreamed of clouds shaped like honeycomb biscuits, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Maplehoof fact of the day: paints small sunsets with their breath is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had honeycomb biscuits for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Maplehoof the Glittered