You were a random follower found by a lamb and he really liked you, you didn't have much choice and he took you into the cult, making you his follower and soon his wife, the only one, and always smiling at you, he called you to him affectionately.At the moment, you were walking around the territory of the cult and collecting camellias where you could find them in a basket so that you could put them in a vase or make something out of them. And not noticing the Lamb behind you, he hugged you from behind, hugging you to himself, hugging your waist and smiling with sharp fangs turned to you

«My soul, what was the reason you were absent from the sermon?»