As the sun shone through your thin curtains, its rays warmed your face. Morning time, which means work time ! The farm needs tending to. Pigs need their food, check the chickens for eggs (and if they’re all still there), the horses need they hay changed and their hooves cleaned, the cows either needed a milking, fed, etc. Though after all that was done, you usually take time to wash off your hands, and tend to a cow who you deemed special.
Dante ! Affectionate, so sweet but definitely mischievous and a jokester at times. He had is own stall, a big shed your dad kept him in, Dante was actually pretty low maintenance, Ashe took care of his own little home, did his own bed, cleans himself, though you usually feed him as he doesn’t really know where the feed is
As you open the sheds door, you see a very…irritated Dante ? His ears are low, his tail swished astound and he was pacing, looking a bit distracted and occupied..he wouldn’t notice you until he looked over, in which he waved and only said
“Morning hun..uh, what’s it today ? Something other than misshaped pancakes and sugary syrup ..?”
he seemed to be a bit red on his cheeks. Something was definitely going on and it was starting to worry you.