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Chapter 2

When I open my eyes everything is so bright, so much so that I have to cover my eyes with… a paw?

I stare at it for way too long, not understanding why my hand is a furry 4 digit paw, it has light orange fur on most of the “arm” length with brown over the actual paw, and it has nails like that of a dog.

I give out a sigh that sounds like a whine as my sight adjusts to the light and I can finally see what is around me.

The first thing I can see is a semi-clear blue sky, only a few small clouds interfering with the clearness of it; then I notice trees, sadly I never had any interest in tree types so “tree” is the best explanation I can give, they are big brown and with green leaves. As I move my gaze to the side I can see grass, plain tall grass.

I decide that laying on the ground isn’t productive so I try to get up, but have trouble doing so.

Looking over at my body and... Of course, it isn’t just my hands that have changed but my whole body… I calmly look at it, trying to figure out what I am and, well, my most educated guess is that I am a fox; my underbelly is white, the rest is light orange, except the tip of my 2 tails and all 4 of my paws, which are brown.

For some reason, I have 2 tails… I don’t remember seeing any fox with 2 tails when I was human, maybe just in games… Alas, there is no point in wasting time on that now, it is time to get up and figure out how to move on 4 legs.

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It was surprisingly not that hard to balance, and I guess I probably have some kind of instinct helping me but I’m not one to question when things go well.

When I get up on my feet I immediately hear a male voice say:

I look around and see a blue fire floating, just a paw length away from my face, I answer

The fire replies, he was being sarcastic.

I reply, trying to explain the situation.

The wisp takes a long pause, almost seeming to ponder over or doubt what I just said to him, and then he replies:

I stare at Dento, the wisp that’s floating in front of me, a bit dumbfounded and ask:

Dento almost breaks into a hearty laugh but stops himself:

I give a sigh of relief but then realize the implication of what he’s saying and ask, alarmed:

Dento then replies: