The moon's rays streamed through the window and fell upon the rustling form of an orange mare. The mare shifted in her slumber and she turned towards the moon's light. The mare's face was lit by the silver moonlight and she slowly began to wake. The mare blinked her eyes open, revealing two sleepy violet eyes that was framed by locks of black and orange striped hair. She gave a tired yawn and rubbed her eyes with a hoof to try to rub the sleepiness away.

Pumpkin sat up in bed and the sheets slid off her body as she adjusted her position. She shivered slightly as the cool night air hit her orange coat and she shifted her wings to a more comfortable position. She slowly slid out of her light blue bed and walked to the bathroom. Halfway down the arching hallway, she stopped to stretch her wings and her arms. She picked up the pace slightly and the smooth cloud floor absorbed her hoofsteps.

Pumpkin Spice turned into the bathroom and walked to the sink. She turned on the faucet and splashed her face with cold water. The sleepiness on her face was washed away as she reached behind her to grasp a fluffy white towel from a rack behind her. She brought the soft material to her face and dried the excess water off of her face and her mane. As she turned to place the towel back up, she looked at her own reflection in the mirror above the sink. She turned off the running faucet and blinked at the mirror.

A bright orange mare stared at her with her mane flipped to one side. Her mane was a dark burgundy with orange stripes running through it and was slightly curled. She broke eye contact with her reflection and turned to leave the bathroom. She trotted through the quiet cloud house and headed back to her room. Pumpkin entered her room and trotted over to her wardrobe. She opened the cabinet with her hooves and pulled out a dark blue gradient scarf and wrapped around her neck quickly. She appreciated the soft cotton texture of it and sighed. She closed the cabinet and headed outside.

The cool night air hit Pumpkin gently and made goosebumps appear on her arms. She rubbed her hooves quickly and opened her wings in preparation for flight. Her vivid orange feathers were darker at the tips and they brushed the air around them. She took a deep breath and took off at a moderately fast gallop. As she neared the edge of the cloud house, she flapped her wings to gain speed and tensed her muscles for the jump. She leaped off the edge and into the night sky, her wings flapping steadily to gain speed. Her wings sliced the rushing air around her with each beat and soon her house was out of sight. Pumpkin started to tilt her wings upward and she directed herself to go gradually higher. She passed a few stray clouds and a smile began to form on the mare's face.

This was always her favorite part of the routine she set up for herself. As the mare gradually increased her incline, the moon had started to set and the sun began to paint the skies with lighter hues to signify the rising of the sun. Pumpkin saw this and increased her speed, her mane was whipped back and her scarf was whipping behind her. She had made sure it was secured tightly and she squinted her eyes against the warming air. The sun had begun to peek over the horizon and began to climb its way up the sky. Pumpkin was racing the sun to the morning.

Pumpkin eventually passed some unmarked finish line and she slowed to a hover. She panted from the adrenaline running though her and she flicked some of her mane out of her face. She patted and smoothed out her mane to a presentable fashion and watched the sun rise. The warm morning sun cut through the lingering night air and lit up Pumpkin's flushed face. Gradually, her breathing slowed and she sighed happily. A grin was spread across her face and she looked down at her hometown beneath her.

Hoofsapeake was a moderately large town that was placed near the shore, giving them full access to the sea. The town was beginning to wake up and she could see various ponies opening windows and setting up shops. She began to descend towards the peaceful town with slow flaps of her wings. As she descended, she passed by the clock tower that rose from the town square proudly. Its broad circular face revealed the time to be 6:30 and she giggled at how early it was. She dropped down onto the maroon cobblestone path and folded her wings onto her sides. She had landed in the middle of town square and she turned to face the shopping complex.

The complex was a large cul-de-sac with a small fountain in the middle that bubbled happily with clear cold water. Some benches sat near the fountain on top of bright green grass. The shops around her were a wide variety of specialities, ranging from candy to a bank to a pet store, that decorated the edge of the cup-de-sac with a wide variety of colors and styles. Pumpkin ran her eyes over the shops until her gaze fell upon a medium sized flower shop that was located in the back of the cul-de-sac.

The light red brick building was a quaint little shop that held a welcoming look to it. A sign hung above a double glass door that was made with shiny oak wood. Inscribed upon the sign was "The Four Leafed Clover" in fancy big letters that was written in bright white paint. Beside the big letters were four leafed clovers and little curvy lines traced the outline of board. Along with this, the building was also lined with smooth gray river stones at the bottom and two large glass windows allowed sunlight to shine upon the displays of carefully arranged bouquets. On the top of the building, was a bright green garden filled with many exotic and familiar flowers that were seen in the bouquets below. The edge of the roof was lined with a white picket fence that added a nice touch to the cute building. To top it all off, the building had a two toned green striped awning that hung over the entrance to provide some nice shade. Pumpkin smiled at the familiar building. She adjusted her scarf and trotted up to it. As she approached the doors, she took out a hidden key in her scarf and held it in her teeth. She placed the key in the lock and unlocked the door. She replaced her key in her scarf and trotted in. She was about an hour early for her shift but Clover Gem never minded before. She closed the door with her back hoof as she walked in and she began preparing the shop for business.

Author's Note

This chapter doesn't really mean anything (just some fluff) and is really just a little introduction to the character. Hope you like though! I will make the next chapter as fast as I can! :D

P.S. I would really appreciate some reviews! Any help is good, just be polite please.