part three: the path

Thanks brooke.
A: take the path

The path, how ever uninviting it was, seemed to be the best option as it were. So down the path he went. It seemed days of walking. The path never seemed to end as it twisted and turned each way. As he looked to either side he found he was enshrouded with a thick forest. Even if one (unwisely) chose to leave the path, it would be a task in itself. The trees were so tangled together that it was an amazing thing to see. Here and there crossing the path he could spot game trails of smaller creatures. Hoping that these tiny tracks belonged to the larger of the known creatures of this place, he walked onward. As he came around the next bend he was startled to hear the fisrt voice since the begining of this very odd morning.

"are you lost?" came the voice.

The fact was this voice was a very odd voice indeed, for it's sound started with a rumbling purr and ended in that of a croak. A very hard voice to describe indeed. As he peered across the path, he could not of prepared him self for what he saw. For it was a lion with the face of a frog.

He stammered a bit til he regained his wits and replied.....

What did he say?

A: nope just out for a walk, by the way where am I?
B: Have you seen any vending machines? I wanna dr pepper
C: yes, if you please sir, I'm looking for a way home
D: dang you're ugly
F: have you seen a white rabbit?