Pip Shares the Starbell — Under the soft blue dusk, Pip nosed open his stall gate to fetch one sweet-smelling starbell flower for his straw bed. Read the full story →
Under the soft blue dusk, Pip nosed open his stall gate to fetch one sweet-smelling starbell flower for his straw bed. The meadow grass tickled his hooves, and his little horseshoes made clip-clop, clip-clop sounds down the path.
By the flower patch, a firefly blinked weakly beside a bent stem. “My lantern is cold,” she whispered. Pip gave her the starbell instead, though his bed would stay plain. The flower glowed warm gold in her tiny legs. Soon fireflies blinked above him like gentle stars, and Pip carried their light home in his happy heart. Can you find the stars that followed his clip-clop path?