This choice: Green , the Forest goddess • Go Back... "Ummm...the Goddess of the Forest" you answered.
"Vera..." Malina commented. "That's an interesting choice." She seem to give a signal of some sort, and the small group of green hooded figures came forward. You noticed that the green robed figures are shorter than the other group is.
"Vera is the goddess of the Forest, particular the main goddess of the Lagomorph Parthenon." Malina stated as the hooded figures grabbed your limbs and pull you forward. Many of Empire's rabbits, hare, mice, and rat worship her."
Suddenly, Malica grab you chin, forcing to look straight into her stilted eyes. " I had hope that you have chosen Oraca, the Predator Goddess. It would have been interesting to see how a...hairless monkey like yourself would have done. "
You are pulled further away from Malica, as the green robe figures surround you.
"As head priestess of the Empire..." Malica said as you was lead away. "I will see you again.at the Gala Asure and I will report your progress to the empress."
As the small group leave with you. a hood figure talk direct to Malice. "We, the actololys of Vera will take care of this gift from the empress. "
Once again you are lead, and pulled to your new destination. The small group of green robed travelers travel some time in silence. You take a look at your captors, and realized after a while, that most of them are female. Even under their thick robes and hoods, you can see their busty figures. The one in front, has a especially round butt. Seeing it move, keep you going for a while. After a while of hour of straight walking you're tired. You then worry that you have to walk a long way just to get anywhere. Just when your feet are swore from walking. The small group stop at a clearing, surrounded by fallen logs
"I think this should be the best place to stop. " you heard a voice say.
The green robe figures, who have been hold you up for sometime.. set you down on a fallen log. Other green hood figures sit down as well. Some of them take off their hoods, revealing their faces. As you look around, you notice that nearly all the green clad anthro around you are rodent-like in some way. Squirrels, rats, mice, rabbits and etc. As stated before, most of them are definite female, but you notice that a few are male, or at least you think they are. They are clad in green as well, but they have metal bracelets and leggings on their limbs. Did one of them had a ball and chain? You are not quite sure. They are also breathing as hard as you.
"I thought the Vera Carriage was supported to meet us at the Field of three Goddess" one of the rat complained.
"I heard that it had a primary mission before," a rabbit says as she point to you. "This happen."
With that, everyone take an uncomfortable long look at you. There is silence for a while, Then there was a long collective sign. Firnal the Group seem to scatter away. Even your the two hood figures that been holding your arms the whole time began to relax. They take off their hoods, and you are slightly impressive that it was a mice and squirrel that been gripping the whole time. A quick look at their bodies tell you that they are female as well. They stay right next to but release your arms. For the moment you are free. The three of you stay there, trying to rest. The one on the right stiffen a yawn. The other laid to the side, almost falling off the long. As the two have been have carry the whole time, they take a much longer time to recovered than you. When you slowly give up, the two don't move. You look around, and you notice that no one is even looking at your direction. this is your chance!
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