The house was hers. It was old, and rotting from the inside out, but she had lived here longer than she could remember. Cleaning was impossible, as every time she cleaned or repaired something, it would rot and disappear when she turned away. It was a losing battle, but she needed to stay, though she couldn't remember why.
One day, an injured pony comes barging in, pursued by timberwolves. He's the first guest she's had in... well... longer than she could remember! His presence signals the start of a very interesting change in her private little life.