Drakenrot's Feelings on the Subject

"Oh, don't be sad, child." Drakenrot cackled, glancing at her. "You will find being a ratgirl rather enjoyable, I think. What could you possibly like about your ugly ape-creature form? Ah, but the noble rat - now there is a beast of true grace and beauty! You should be thanking me, little Amy Gupta."

"But it makes no sense!" Amy said. "I'm not even a Rat in the Chinese Zodiac. I don't mind rats, but only when they're in a tank and cute with white hair and sniffing the air with their little noses... I don't wanna be a rat! Please, Mister Drakenrot!"

"Now, now. Don't make me beat you with my stick."

"Say... does that staff have some sort of magical power? Are you going to use it to transform me into a rat?"

"No, I just keep it for show. And to beat my rats with. Rats are beautiful creatures, but rather hard to keep in line."

As they walked, a thought occured to Amy. Drakenrot was fairly old and decrepit. She was young and quite strong and healthy. Perhaps she could grab him, and then hold him as a hostage till the rats left... then escape, after perhaps giving him a good beating?

1. Amy attempts this course of action.
2. Amy decides to eschew such dangerous tactics.

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