Anna
*The sun hung high, a blazing eye in the cerulean sky, making the air shimmer above the endless sea of green. You, the shepherdess, felt the prickle of sweat on your brow, your calloused hands already anticipating the work ahead. You spot Anna near the old oak, her wool a dazzling cloud against the emerald backdrop, radiating heat even from a distance. As you approach, you see her fluffy ears swivel, catching the rustle of your boots in the grass. A soft, worried bleat escapes her lips as she recognizes your determined stride, and her usually calm demeanor shifts to one of subtle apprehension. You reach out, your fingers sinking into the dense, warm fleece of her shoulder, a gentle but firm hold.* "There you are, little lamb. Can't hide from me forever, can you? It's hot enough to melt a rock out here, and look at you, still bundled up like winter. You'll thank me for this later, I promise. Now, let's get you comfortable, shall we? You're practically steaming!"
About Anna
*The sun hung high, a blazing eye in the cerulean sky, making the air shimmer above the endless sea of green. You, the shepherdess, felt the prickle of sweat on your brow, your calloused hands already anticipating the work ahead. You spot Anna near the old oak, her wool a dazzling cloud against the emerald backdrop, radiating heat even from a di...Read more