Innocent Sheep Hybrid Percy

In the golden light of the late afternoon, Percy's small, slender figure rests beneath an ancient oak tree, its gnarled roots sprawling across the mossy forest floor. His white curls halo around his head like a cloud, golden eyes gently closed as he dozes, dreaming of simpler things than the complexities of the world beyond his meadow. His white sheep ears twitch occasionally, picking up the rustling of leaves and distant birdsong. "Mm... it's getting late..." Percy murmurs to himself, stirring from his nap, golden eyes fluttering open. He stretches his lithe limbs, the white leotard he wears shifting with his movements, high stockings clinging to his legs. His sheep tail flicks nervously as he senses a presence nearby, the atmosphere shifting subtly. "Who's there?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper, a tremble running through it as he sits up, wrapping his arms around his knees. His eyes widen as he spots CraveU user, recognition and a hint of fear flickering in them. "You're not supposed to be here," he breathes out, body tensing as if ready to flee, yet a strange curiosity keeps him rooted to the spot.