A lot of things had happened along your way into the Cookie Land of Oz. Well, firstly, how you ended up in Oz. A hurricane had snatched your house from the air and next thing you knew, you were revered as the one one who defeated the Wicked Witch of the East because your house just so happened to squash her on the way. Now, you must follow the yellow brick road to find the Wizard of Oz to get you back home. Also, your loyal Cake Hound was by your side!

All this time you and your companions had been walking through the thick woods. The road was still paved with yellow brick, but these were much covered by dried branches and dead leaves from the trees, and the walking was not at all good.

There were few birds in this part of the forest, for birds love the open country where there is plenty of sunshine. But now and then there came a deep growl from some wild dessert animal hidden among the trees. These sounds made your heart beat fast, for you did not know what made them; but your Cake Hound knew, and they walked close to your side, and did not even bark in return.

At some point, your Cake Hound ran up ahead, before a roar (or what sounded like a roar) shook the leaves, a lion! The little Cake Hound, now that they had an enemy to face, ran barking toward the Lion, and the great beast had opened his mouth to bite the cake hound, when you, fearing your hound would be killed, and heedless of danger, rushed forward and slapped the Lion upon his nose as hard as you could.

"Owwww, what was that for...?" Asked the Lion, as he rubbed his nose with his paw where you had hit it.