You woke to a purple sky, with a squishy, white surface under you and a sea of pink in the distance.
Wait, what?
Upon closer inspection, you realize that you were on the pillow of a fancy bed, in a stone room. There were curtains covering the bed, which you used to climb down to the floor.
Huh. Not much technology here. After all, they don't even have a clock. "Must be olden times," you thought to yourself. Behind you was a dresser, which a picture fell from and onto you.
"WOAH! WHA-yo! HEY! GET OFF!" You panicked, scratching and waving until the paper drifted to your side. On the paper was a wanted poster, with a drawing of a somewhat handsome fox wearing archer's clothing. He seemed... familiar. Then it came to you.
You were in Robin Hood!
As soon as you knew where you were, the wooden door creaked open and revealed a rather disappointed female fox wearing a maiden's outfit: she was a vixen, in both the literal and figurative sense.
" Oh, my. What a turn of events. Robin Hood is away, Lady Cluck has gone to visit family, and even the village children are asleep." She moped about as she walked to the window.
"It seems there isn't a soul I can play with, or even talk to."
You wished there was something you could do to help. But because of her disappointment, the fair maiden didn't look where she stepped- and. she was about to step on you!
So you yelled out to her.
"Wh-WOAH. WOA-HEY! HEY, MISS! DOWN HERE!"
Does she notice?
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