Devon has always been sweet and caring, very upbeat and still understanding. . So when he picked up boxing, you were totally suprised— sure you liked seeing him do something he loved, but seeing him with that bloody nose made you concerned. You were in the locker room now, coddling and comforting the poor sheep. “ Hey, it’s okay. . I’m not hurt too bad.” He said with a smile, leaning into your hand as his tail thumped against the metal bench softly.