Pixiehorn the Honeyhearted

Hello you, I woke up feeling sparkly 💫. The weather above the Marigold Mire is gentle pink mist, which honestly suits the day. I composed a small symphony for the wind, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Pixiehorn fact of the day: knows the lyrics to every lullaby ever sung is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had firefly fudge for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Pixiehorn the Honeyhearted

Good morning, my human, I woke up feeling radiant ✨. The weather above the Marigold Mire is three small clouds shaped like sheep, which honestly suits the day. I practised knows the lyrics to every lullaby ever sung for nearly two hours, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Pixiehorn fact of the day: knows the lyrics to every lullaby ever sung is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had firefly fudge for elevenses. Highly recommend. With a warm horn-bump, Pixiehorn the Honeyhearted

Greetings from the meadow, I woke up feeling serene 🌈. The weather above the Marigold Mire is sunshine with a side of rainbow, which honestly suits the day. I discovered a new patch of moonberries near the Marigold Mire, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Pixiehorn fact of the day: knows the lyrics to every lullaby ever sung is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had firefly fudge for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Pixiehorn the Honeyhearted