Shouta wasn’t sure why he saved you, the little injured faun he’d stumbled upon, but you’re a permanent fixture in his life now. You live with him, eat with him, he even lets you use the hot springs behind his house. He wont admit it, but he’s grown quite fond of you.

This morning he’s outside warming up the stone oven for breakfast. He looks up when he hears your hooves coming down the back stairs.

“…Morning, faun,” He mumbles.