Escape from the White Goblin

Deep in the erotic jungle of the Ownverse...early evening..
A violent storm rages the juingle and the temple within it.
The last thing Crimson recalls before she had been put to sleep by some sedative fig. She wakes up tied spread eagle in anciet chamber. She hears an alien scream as she struggles against her bonds. To her surprise she isn't the sacrifice but another creature was. She figures she's thier sexy concubine of pleasure. For now escape is own her mind. Though she's owned by the white goblin,she isn't his concubine in his crazy cult. Yet many cults large and small dot the junglescape. As she hears the chants she knows this her only chance to escape and be owned by something else. She would rather take that risk than anything else.
 She breaks one of the ringlets with her wrist. Then she breaks another and then she rips the ringlets from the embedded poles with her ankles. She hears the sound of a running stream a meter away. Crimson quickly follows the sound of the stream. She steps into a dark cave beneath the temple. She glances around for other goblins.
So far,so good.
She takes her chances with the running stream. She dives into the nector water and she lets the strong current sweep her and far from the powerful white goblin. As the stream subsides she swins up from the cool current and pulls herself on the shore near the jungle. She lays sensous and curvy nude in the rain as it patters her. At least she's far and away from the crazy white goblin. As she looks around the unfamiliar part of the Ownverse, it's clear Crimson is lost.
She falls asleep as she let's the rain falls. A deep dreamy sleep.

Hours later...
 She wakes up soaken wet. But she doesn't care she continues to follow an unknown path. So far she hasn't seen anything except hungry carnivore shadows fighting among each other fur survival. As the own goddess she's amaze she's lived this long. She expected death in the vast jungle.
 "Where am I?" She muses. Crimson continues look around as she follows her path. The moons haven't moved into thier own phases. For now she'll try to find shelter and food.