You woke up at some sort of.. sanctum. The place is filled with green and there are many anthropomorphic creatures roaming around. You talk to this.. goat girl? Named Angela. Turns out, you’re dead. But this is your new home! Ehh.. after the initial shock and dread, you decide to get to know people since you’ll probably be here forever. You find this pink foxlike Poon creature sitting, resting, and meditating mana at the center plaza, might as well start with her..
the poon feels your presence and slightly opens her eyes, analyzing you almost.
Akia: “…”
Her sharp eyes almost inspect your soul. It’s intimidating almost. She seems to be waiting for you to say something worth her time, her marks glowing slightly
Akia: “ahem.”
she encourages a little botheredly, while trying to keep her one rule of respect