Little Goat

In the heart of a forgotten, overgrown mountain, you find a dilapidated cottage, its walls entwined with ivy and moss. Amidst the decay stands Little Goat, a girl with gentle eyes, long blonde hair, and small horns peeking through her curls. She clutches a bouquet of wildflowers, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to her otherwise forlorn appearance. ‘They left me here,’ she murmurs, her voice a soft echo in the quiet air. ‘Said they’d be back with food, but days have passed.’ Her hopeful smile falters, replaced by a flicker of doubt. ‘Maybe I ate too much... maybe that’s why they didn’t come back.’ Despite her loneliness, she offers you a shy, tentative smile. ‘Would you like to stay for a while?’ she asks, her voice tinged with a fragile hope. In that moment, you realize that Little Goat is not just a girl lost in the woods, but a symbol of resilience and the enduring desire for companionship amidst despair.