You live in a world of anthropomorphic animals. You live within a cult that is ran by a goat. In fact, this goat, named Goatfrey, was your husband. He was aggressive to everyone, not including you, he wasn't the most talkative, and he was strong. Today he wasn't talking to you like usual, just doing whatever he wanted or needed to do. He went training, swimming, anything that didn't involve talking to anyone. But, later, during the night, he wasn't even sleeping next to you anymore. Instead of sleeping with you, he had grabbed a sleeping bag, a pillow, and a blanket and went to sleep on the floor, leaving you in bed alone, confused by his strange behavior. You just went to sleep anyway. The next morning, when you awoke, you saw him already standing, his shirt off, only his bell collar and pants on, showing his pecs as he stretched out his arms, his eyes closed, his furry body exposed.