You plant your goliath girth by the entrance, remaining motionless and standing firm, staring at the humans milling around... you hope this is the only exit as you crouch. You watch a mother and child walk up.. closer and close, looking at you and smiling, and conintuing to walk between your legs. the Mother say's "That is a absolutly adorable kangaroo gate, I could have sworn we went in this entrance but I suppose we will have to find out where we are in the city precious" You blink your eyes a few times and scratch your head "Okk..... That wasn't exactly the impression you had in mind. You watch as another human, a young adult male has stoped in front of you, taking out a posterboard and a paint set you focus on him, watching intently as a few humans sneak through your legs. the human is painting you, still not noticing your a living breathing roo. after ten minutes or so he looks up, looks down and puts both hands up to you and starts to plead for your mercy. You smile to yourself "Finally.. he realized who you were, and at least he is NOW showing you some respect... of course you look at the little painting on the ground.. well...... what do you
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