Pippa’s First Flutterglow — Under the moonflowers, Pippa chased a silvery hum: mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm. She wanted to know where it slept before sunrise. Read the full story →
Under the moonflowers, Pippa chased a silvery hum: mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm. She wanted to know where it slept before sunrise. Dew tickled her toes, and the tall leaves smelled cool and green. Behind a spotted mushroom, she met a tiny mothbell with dusty wings and a yawn as soft as fog.
“Follow the curl,” whispered the mothbell. Pippa leaned close. The hum ran round and round the mothbell’s wing, making a glowing spiral. Pippa touched it with one claw, and the curl hopped onto her own wings—swish, shimmer, stay. Ever since, little fairy dragons have carried spiral marks, so moon-hums always have a cozy place to sleep. Can you find the curls where Pippa’s hum settled?
