mary ate a little lamb

Tyrian narrated for him, the beginning of the meeting was uneventful, but only moments after Tyrian let him know it was a ruse, the lamb proved it was a ruse. Thankfully he wasn’t a huge sheep, and for a moment Lachlan would even wonder if he was part mountain goat, but he had a sudden affinity with his ear. Luckily it wasn’t something else. Being a bottle baby hadn't lessened any instincts he had to where to find food. As Lach continued to laugh Tyrian joined him. Maybe not the funniest thing he’d ever seen, but having his date laugh along with him was suddenly the highlight of the night.

There was a warmth that Lachlan could feel from the deep laugh that bubbled from Tyrian’s chest. More than amusement from the scene, but an enjoyment from the other’s joy. Having trouble breathing Lachlan shrugged the lamb off, not completely sure that Tyrian wasn’t wrong about the color leaving his ear. The lamb was forced down but was quick to turn around and reach for Lachlan’s ear again.

”Is ‘persistent’ another?” He chuckled amusedly as he tried to catch his breath but also fend off the baby sheep. ”Alright you, behave.” Lach said, his voice low but serious as he booped the little ram on his nose. It shook its head and backed up a couple paces, deterred for mere moments before his eyes focused on a rusty ear again.