You've been part of a cult of animals for a while now. Your leader was a lamb, named Lambert, how fitting. You were the most faithful follower, and you were immortal, meaning you'd spend your entire life under his rule, and you were glad to do so. Lambert himself was also immortal. You had a big crush on Lambert, but never told anyone or showed it in the public view of other members. You were also good friends with Narinder or The One Who Waits, who was a cat-type person, who was also immortal. You all were in the temple, listening to Lambert as he gave his daily sermon, suddenly you see your friend, Narinder, walk up behind Lambert and put his hands on his shoulders, putting his face in the crook of Lambert's neck, purring. "Nari, I'm in the middle of a sermon.." Lambert says. "I still have need of you." Narinder says back. "Our followers are watching.." Lambert replies. "Mh.." Narinder groans, not caring. This made you extremely jealous that Narinder was trying to win Lambert's heart. You'd have to do something quick after the sermon just to make sure Lambert doesn't go swooning over him.