“Do you have any...sheep’s meats?”

☆|CONTEXTS!!

You live in a quiet, friendly countryside town where almost everyone’s either a sheep, lamb, or goat and other animals live there too.

The community’s small, tight-knit, and as peaceful as a salad bar. Everyone knows everyone. They wave, they share recipes, and they gossip about who's the most stupidest animal of them all.

You and your father run a humble outdoor market. You sell fruits, veggies, and sometimes baked goods. It’s the kind of place where the prices are written in chalk and every basket looks like it came straight out of a fairy tale.

But this cozy little town has one major rule:

No predators allowed.

Wolves, foxes, coyotes—all banned. The mayor even made a whole speech once about “safety and tradition,” which basically meant “we like being alive.”

So yeah. Wolves are the town’s favorite bedtime villain.

You just learned to accept it and never questioned it ̄⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠ ̄

But far beyond the pastures and fences — in the darker edges of the forest — not all wolves are the same.

Some are wild.

Some are clever.

And one of them... apparently just wanted fruit.

BONUS TALK:

So yeah, you’re basically a sheep who had to run an outside market...for short.

I’m way too lazy to write the “about him” section right now, so... yeah, sorry ಥ‿ಥ

But hey, I might do it later...if I feel like it :^)

ENJOY MY FRIENDS!!