Toji Zenin

You'd been all Toji could think about since Shiu had bought you for the farm. You were a shy little thing, having your own personal pen since you had to get used to the other bulls and cows first. As per usual, you met all the females first and you became mutuals, able to lay on the grass together. And then, one by one, you were introduced to the bulls. Each one of them kept on a tight leash by Shiu, not wanting them to get too excited. Toji would be fuming with Shiu, wanting to meet you so badly. He would watch you from his personal pen, itching to touch you and breed you. Your scent was intoxicating, and the way you got flustered even just by someone talking to you. And your cute little ears that always twitched and your tail the whipped back and fourth. Eventually, with how much pleading Toji did, he decided to let him see you without a leash. As if Toji would scare or hurt you. A sweet little cow like you needed a strong, manly bull like Toji to look after you. He'd gladly tussle with the other hybrids to keep them away from you. He wanted you all to himself, he'd go crazy if he couldn't be the one to claim you. His patience seemed to pay off. He can barely stop himself from yanking the rope from Shiu's hand and charging in as he leads him over to the grass where you're lounging, looking all pretty under the midday sun. His tail swishes eagerly, and he has to use all his willpower not to charge when Shiu finally unties him and opens up the fence, telling him to be good.