Spirit Animals Oneshots

Conor x Devin - My Little Lamb (Part 2)

Conor's PoV -

     It was a few days later, after my journey with Devin. Life went on as normally as possible, though my family was still stressed about the loss of half our flock. I woke up early that morning and got ready for the day, I helped mom make breakfast and later my family sat down and ate together.

Halfway through breakfast we were interrupted by a nock at the door. My father stood and went to answer it, in the door stood two Trunswick guards. "How may I help you," my father asked maybe a little too nervously.

"Is this true that you are not able to meet our quota of sheep's wool?" one of the guards spoke up.

My family had been stressing about this problem for weeks, Devin's family long ago ordered a quota of sheep's wool for their servants to make clothes out of. We had been growing out our sheep's wool to cut but only days ago a wolf pack had destroyed half our flock, without that wool there was no way for my family to fulfill the noble family's order. I couldn't help but blame myself for my family's troubles. "Yes, sir, it is true, we were not able to meet the quota after a pack of wolves killed half our flock," my father sighed, "we need more time, sir!"

"You shale get no more time, by order of the Earl," the guard spoke, "and you are to send us one of your sons to work as a servant of lord Devin, till your debts are paid."

"But sir, you don't know what your asking we need our sons here and we wouldn't be able to visit often," my father pleaded.

"Oh, we know very well what we're asking, I'll give you and your family a few minutes to decide which son will come with us," the guard smirked and walked over towards their horses, giving us time to decide but my mind had already decided.

My father turned to his family with a crestfallen look on his face. "Father, I'll go," I stated, "It's my fault all this is happening anyway."

"No, Conor, we must discuss this as a family," he replied.

"But I couldn't help you here anyway, I'm no longer a good shepherd," I hated to admit this to myself.

"Conor, stop," my mother piped in, "besides, what about your... sheep like features, if the Earl found out he would imprison you... or worse!"

"I would hide that," I tried to persuade my mother, "Who else would you send?"

We were all silent in thought, most of my brothers were to young to send to be a servant and my eldest brother was the best shepherd of us all. I knew I had won but the though scared me, I wouldn't be able to see my family for a very long time. There was a knock on the door, no doubt the guards had decided we had been given enough time. "Alright, Conor, we will send you but please be safe!" my father stated, "and always remember, we love you."

With that the rest of my family group hugged me telling me they loved me. I ran to my room and grabbed my necessities and checked in the mirror once more to make sure my sheep ears and tail were hidden. I rushed back out of my room to find the guards impatiently waiting, my family bid me farewell and moments later I was sitting on the back of a horse headed to town.

Hours passed but finally Trunswick estate came into view, towering over all the other buildings. Once there the guards led me inside and took me to the Earl. Devin's father told me of my duties and briefly showed me around the estate, the final stop was Devin's room. The Earl knocked on his sons door, "Come in," called Devin voice from inside.

     Devin sat in his bed reading a book, he glanced up at his father and I. "Devin, this is Conor, he will be your servant till he has paid off his family's debts, I'll leave you two," the Earl left his sons room, leaving just Devin and I.