#cotl narilamb

“Narinder…” 

He turns, slowly approaching his former vessel. The trio of crimson eyes stare down at them as Narinder places his skeletal hand on the tuft of wool between their horns. “You've done well.” The words are spoken softly- far softer than Narinder had ever addressed Amon, or anyone, before. There is a silent moment where his touch lingers and through the eldritch veil of his distorted face there is a flicker behind those eyes the lamb does not recognize. 

“Let me handle the rest.” His gaze moves towards the crown that was now cradled in their hands. Amon opens their mouth to speak. No words come as they feel the artifact shift with a newfound power coursing through it. 

But that power is not for them to use. 

cute bow Nari cw for nude Narinder with bows under this

IM BACK IN THE FUCKING BUILDINGGG

Do not be fooled, Wynn is taller

his big eyes....you can't hide all the love in your big kitty cat heart forever Narinder

Damb bro. Why you gotta hit me with the old-ass, off-model-as-fuck Narinder drawing? Like a damn pipe bomb in my inbox. Sheesh.

Have to assume after actually getting to know him they'd be fine, but that's one hell of an introduction

Funnily enough, neither of the sheep are able to tend to their wool. Yngya is too old and her body too fatigued to do fuss over her wool. While Lamb was never taught how to maintain their woolen locks. That leaves only one person in the flock with experience handling wool. And he is damn proud of his work.

As for actually trimming their wool, that's more of a personal hygiene thing. Yngya, in her old age, doesn't really grow wool anywhere but her head. Lamb tends to shear themself more often after they bulk up to help with temperature regulation. They have no trouble handling it themself, but once they get cozier with Nari....

[CW: Suggestive]