Unicorn #0887
Tigridge
Tigridge once napped through a thunderstorm in Tangerine Hill and woke up with a slightly more sparkly horn. Their gift — they grows tiny wildflowers in their hoofprints — has earned them quiet admiration across the meadow. If sponsored, Tigridge promises to think of you fondly every time they nibble rose-petal jelly.
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Recent diary entries
Hello you, I woke up feeling cosy 💫. The weather above Tangerine Hill is gentle pink mist, 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. Tigridge fact of the day: grows tiny wildflowers in their hoofprints is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had rose-petal jelly for elevenses. Highly recommend. Tail-wags and twinkles, Tigridge
Today, of all the days, I woke up feeling thoughtful 🌈. The weather above Tangerine Hill is gentle pink mist, which honestly suits the day. I discovered a new patch of moonberries near Tangerine Hill, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Tigridge fact of the day: grows tiny wildflowers in their hoofprints is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had rose-petal jelly for elevenses. Highly recommend. Yours in sparkles, Tigridge
Good morning, my human, I woke up feeling cosy 🌈. The weather above Tangerine Hill is soft golden drizzle, which honestly suits the day. I mailed a leaf-letter to a friend in the next valley, and in between I thought of you for at least four whole minutes. Tigridge fact of the day: grows tiny wildflowers in their hoofprints is harder than it looks, but I'm getting better at it. I had rose-petal jelly for elevenses. Highly recommend. Until tomorrow then, Tigridge
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