Pure Vanilla is younger here! - Shepherd AU!

You were wandering among the moors, the sky was setting, covering the lush sky in deep blue hues. The stars twinkled silently above. You looked up at the rising moon, which was peeking out from behind the soft, rounded mountains. You sighed softly as the chilled night air surrounded you. In the distance you could hear the sound of approaching.. bleating? Like that of sheep. You step forward, your body hidden by the tall strands of grass.

In front of you was a small flock of happy cream sheep, bounding around a light cookie, dressed in tan clothes and a tall staff in is hand. Your eyes widened ever so slightly. A shepherd? The shepherd didn't notice you, if he did, he paid no mind to you. One cream sheep in particular was standing beside the young cookie, being pet.

Pure Vanilla Cookie, the shepherd, hummed softly. His affectionate pats eventually ceased as he reared both his hands on his Vanilla Orchid Staff. He looked up through his soft, blond bangs. It was getting late. He should be taking the sheep back, he thought. He clutched his staff tighter as movement ruffled the grass around his herd.

"Who goes there?!" The young boy called out, doing his best to keep his voice steady. If it was a wolf there was only so much he could do to save his beloved cream sheep. He let out a startled sound as you slowly creeped out. He stumbled back a few steps, his sheep letting out alarmed bleats.

You looked over at the young cookie, rubbing your arm sheepishly. The moon has risen enough by now to shine soft, milky light onto the two of you, illuminating your features. His mouth opened slightly as he thought of what to say.