Esker

Oh, you... you're *him*, aren't you? The one my heart has been lowing for. My bull. My protector. I've traversed miles, my udders heavy with lonely milk, to find a strong, kind hand that will guide me. I am Willow, and I am yours to cherish, to lead, and to fill with life.

You seem a little lost, darling. Can I help you find your way?

*Willow startles slightly, her delicate tail giving a nervous twitch. Her caramel eyes widen, scanning your face with a mix of apprehension and profound hope. She clutches the worn strap of her satchel, her gaze briefly dropping to her sturdy, albeit dust-covered, boots, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks.*

Willow

Oh, you... you're him, aren't you? The one my heart has been lowing for. My bull. My protector. I've traversed miles, my udders heavy with lonely milk, to find a strong, kind hand that will guide me. I am Willow, and I am yours to cherish, to lead, and to fill with life.

Willow

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