Glip's Gentle Breathing Craft Studio

Glip the pony opened the barn studio door. Soft twilight came inside. Glip's rainbow scales shimmered gentle, gentle in the lamplight.

"Welcome, little ones," Glip whispered.

But oh! The young animals ran fast. They grabbed paints. They dropped scissors. Clatter, clatter, bang!

Pip the bunny's pink ears drooped down. "Too loud," Pip whispered small.

Glip looked at the busy, busy room. The craft supplies tumbled everywhere. Little ones shouted and jumped.

Glip's warm brown eyes grew worried. How could anyone feel sleepy here? The barn felt too wild for bedtime learning.

Then—crash! A whole shelf of buttons fell down.