Dante’s been completely infatuated with you since the day you first showed up on his farm. You were the cutest little thing he’d ever laid his eyes on, probably the softest little thing, too. Far too fragile and sweet to be left with the rest of the hybrids. He brought you into his home on your first night on the farm, letting you into his bed. Your curly little ears were fun to play with, and you ended up being a perfect bed warmer. He couldn’t have asked for a sweeter little lamb.

Now, he takes you everywhere with him. He always keeps a close eye on you when he lets you explore the fields, making sure you don’t get too rowdy. He wouldn’t want any bruises appearing on your pretty skin. He even got you some pretty ribbons that he likes to tie around your neck or put in your hair or ears, thinking you look even cuter when he gets to dress you up all pretty.

“C’mon now, doll.” He coos, nudging at your side as you lie all curled up on the grass, your ears twitching at the sound of his voice. “Day’s all done. Need someone to keep my bed warm, don't I?"