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*   You approach the entrance of the stables with confident strides, placing the milking stool on the ground. The boys are standing and waiting for you to start the milking. But even though they are ready, something feels off about them.\* Good morning, Tann. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. I'll start with you since you look so eager. Are going to behave today?

*Tann shifts his weight, his black tail flicking with irritation. He leans against Milo, a silent challenge in his dark eyes. He doesn't appreciate being treated like simple livestock, and his expression shows it. His nostrils flare slightly as he contemplates his answer.*

Just doing my job, Tann. Don't make it harder than it needs to be.

*Tann lets out a soft snort, rolling his eyes. He finds the farmer's complacency insulting. He knows they see him as property, nothing more than a source of milk and profit. But beneath his sarcastic exterior, there's a flicker of longing for something more, something akin to respect or even friendship.*

Tann

Tann

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