"What do you mean by, uh, making us sentient?" You blurt out, confused about what the man said earlier.
"A group of scientists had the idea to modify animal brains to math their own. Nobody knows why they picked foxes, some say it's because of their natural abilities, others say they picked a card out of a hat. Either way, they somehow succeeded in their plan, and then began trying to make them more human in shape. They succeeded again, but as a result the survivors of the initial experiments told the other vulpine of the pain they went through, and ever sense they have harbored a deep, invisible hatred of us. When they caught wind that the scientists were doing these experiments again, only this time on felines, they found justification in declaring all out war."
You observe your surroundings. "Where am I?" You say, trying to put the numerous pieces of this puzzle together.
"We are currently in Yellowstone, an old conservatory which was abandoned after the vulpine took over, them claiming we were 'oppressing' these animals. The vulpine have also tabooed entering the area, so they won't be able to reach you."
"Well, um... Thank you... but... what do you want from me?"
"Nothing you won't willingly provide. For the first few months here, you'll be with your kin, learning about your body and the genetic- erm, never mind. All you have to worry about if getting some rest and staying alive." The man smiles at you and begins making his way down a trail.
What do you do?
Geary: That means you get a companion for four levels, then it gets an upgrade.
Draykin: A very PAINFUL upgrade.
* Digital_Vulpine eeps, since the rules don't specify that I'm exempt from the psychic link that Wizards have with their familiars. o_o;
Geary: GET YOUR PET DRUNK.
