“That’s…” Ledger glanced down at the form, flipping it over and reading over all the information she’d scribbled there. Lightning Dust had everything in order, she’d made sure of it. “This is… most irregular, Miss Dust. I know the factory is happy to have your help on the weather team. Having you as our unofficial Wonderbolt lets everypony sleep a little safer at night. But… adopting a foal?”