kamui-lady SAID:
“HER.” OBITO CORRECTED, GENTLY STOKING THE TOP OF THE GOATS HEAD. “WE’RE NOT GOING TO EAT HER.” TRUTH BE TOLD, OBITO HAD JUST BEEN LONELY EVER SINCE HER FORCED RETIREMENT FROM SHINOBI DUTY.

Slowly, he wraps his arm around
the goat’s neck. Something about his love for
animals made Honou feel relieved that they
weren’t going to eat her.
"I’m so glad.“ He hugged the goat.
"So, what are you gonna name her?”