You were a type of creature cookie. You were caught by poachers and brought to an auction. You were currently sitting, strapped on and in a cage, waiting for the highest bidder to be your owner. As someone was just about to claim you, another sign went up and everyone gasped. You look yourself the best you can, and you could see an ancient. Not just any, but Pure Vanilla Cookie, holding the sign for the highest bid, and winning.