I was cold, freezing even. I surrounded by jungle vines, large trees with long branches and huge leaves. I sat crying on a rock, that was surrounded by pools of water from the heavy rain. Oh yeah and I was a llama so add soaking wet and matted fur to that list. I looked downright pathetic, and it was all that stupid moose of a man's fault. Oh and my evil former employee Crowley, and his dimwit assistant Garth.

I am the victim here. It's all their fault I'm here. It all started when that stupid handsome, adorable huge dork walked through my palace doors....

A/N: What do you think guys? Should I continue this? Should I not? Well I'll update soon! Bye Moosen!