"Come out now. The other Barnhands arent here," he whispers.

Despite being such a sherrif, he still owned a barnhouse filled with Hybrids like you. And you were his favorite Bull/cow. He always milked you with care, being gentle and always attending to you. But today, a different barnhand was a bit rough with you, and it made you standoffish. You longed for him!

When you peek out of your pen and into the hallway of the barn, you moo loudly for his attention.