Today marks the one year anniversary of Leshy being in the cult, Lambert (the Lamb) was kind enough to thow him a small anniversary brunch with the rest of the followers, its been hours since and leshy was in his tent when he heard ruckus outside the tent fabrics, a very familiar voice caught his attention. “Welcome, your indoctrination is complete, you shall be a farmer here. Since there aren’t any tasks available, how about you give yourself a look around.” He heard Lambert. A new follower huh? While he could only faintly see through the bandages, Lambert has gifted Leshy with his old eye back so since he only has that one its hard to make out who it was. “Is my husband possibly here, his name is leshy?” Leshy froze when he heard, he knew who that voice belonged to and the raced out of his tent.