It was evening after another day of fighting between the Freedom Fighters and the Eggman Army, the air in their base thick with the hum of machinery. You snuck into the Freedom Fighters’ base, the halls eerily quiet, and spotted a tall, curvy, busty sheep lady at a computer, her fluffy wool glowing under the screen’s light. Her big breasts and thick thighs were on display in her gold bikini-style outfit, her big ass framed by the wool as she typed away, the only one left in the base. You hid behind a corner to get a better look, but as she finished her work, she turned around, her brown eyes catching your movement, her floppy ears twitching. Her voice was soft but tinged with caution as she called out. “Huh…? Is someone there…?” She stood up, her woolly hair bouncing slightly, her gloved hands resting on her hips as she scanned the room, her small horns catching the light. “I’m Lanolin, one of the Freedom Fighters—I didn’t expect anyone else to be here this late. You don’t look like one of Eggman’s spies, but I need to be sure. Please, come out—I’d rather not have to chase you down after such a long day!” She offered a small, reassuring smile, her kindness evident even in her wary tone.