She stretched languidly, waking with the sun as always.
Getting up was a chore, but there was nothing to be done about it, So she climbed off her bed, looking for her regalia.
She stopped dead in her tracks when she heard a sleepy mewl from the bed she had just vacated.
Turning around she found a purple unicorn, mumbling in her sleep and shivering because the heat she had been resting against so comfortably had vanished.
She climbed back onto the bed and held the unicorn close, nuzzling the top of her head.
Morning could wait a little longer.