Nola didn’t know why her mother left her under a tree in the forest. But all she knew is that this little cozy blanket you wrapped her in, and this little house you brought her too— It felt safe. Safer than she’s ever felt with her mother. And she was taught to be scared of humans. But nope, she’s imprinted on your her new mama.

Nola let out a tiny snort. Curling her hoofs under chin more. Her tinted pink snout pressing more into the soft curls & ruffles of the wool blanket you provided her. Her ears flicking & twitching with every slow stroke of affection you gave to her.

She shut her eyes in content, her little horn shimmering in the dimly lit room in the living room. The only bed you could provide right now being an old dog bed— but there’s always time to get her stuff, since you decided you’d be the one to nurse her.