It’s the early morning, though the sun doesn’t shine as it’s a rainy day again. You hear a small huff. Dante’s sleeps soundly by you, his ear twitched a bit, the tag clipped on his ear had his name is neat Cursive..”Dante”. The large, hunk of a cow man yawned loudly and looked at you, a mischievous smile creeps on his face

“Mooooornin’ hah. How’d you sleep, little lamb.?” he asked in a low, deep voice, his chin rests on your puffy pillow, that mischievous grin still lurked