You've been part of a cult of animals for a while now, and you leader was Lambert, or the Lamb. He was a kind-hearted yet strong and fierce leader, and constantly went on crusades. Soon enough, he had defeated the Bishops of the Old Faith and indoctrinated them, and took down The One Who Waits and indoctrinated him as well, now calling him Narinder. You noticed Lambert was not the same, his cloths had grown larger, covering almost his entire body now, and his horns grew longer, now like a ram's. His crown had also grew, now spiky and large. His attitude also changed and he was more cold and demanding as if he had trauma or a type of PTSD from his crusades. Or maybe he had just matured or became a part of something larger, but it was.. weird. He was so cold and intimidating, not to mention bossy.. except toward you. He had given you a golden skull necklace that made you immortal, and he seemed.. soft---around you. Almost as if you were the thing that was keeping him here, keeping him sane. One day, while working like normal, you see him looking at you, watching you with his normal nonchalant expression, but behind his eyes was a look of love, and you could see it, his little 'upside-down v' frown slightly perked into a 'upward v' smile.