You saw an anthro lioness sitting on the throne. She had tan fur and the best body of any female you'd ever seen. She was wearing a dark brown robe and a golden tiara. She was about an inch taller than you were. She rose from the throne and approached you. You tensed, wondering what she would do. The lioness began to look over you. "Who are you?" she asked. "M....m...Michael." you stuttered nervously. "How did you come upon this island?" she asked. You explained how you'd washed up on shore, unsure of what she would do when you are finished. "Let me fill you in on where you are." the lioness said "You are on the island of Furonica. I am their ruler, Rolijna. We have been living on this island for many years, hidden from your kind. I intend to keep it that way. I'm afraid you must remain on the island.".
"What!?" you exclaimed, but Rolijna ignored you. She then turned to the fox and skunk that brought you here. "What shall we do with him, your highness?" the skunk asked. Rolijna thought for several minutes. Then she said,
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