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Cold and dark was all I felt. I had never felt this kind of cold before. I felt myself moving and adjusting. I was lying on the floor. I could feel the carpet on my face and under my hands. It felt soft, but something about it felt different. I moved a little more until I finally opened my eyes. “What happened?” I thought to myself. “That sure was a weird dream,” I thought now recalling what had happened or at least what I thought had happened. As I regained consciousness from what I thought was a bad and weird dream, it hit me: I wasn’t in my own house. At the realization I jumped up feeling startled. I quickly examined my surroundings. It was dark so I couldn’t make out anything. I appeared to be in some sort of room of sorts, an apartment maybe? “Wh… what happened? Where am I?” I said out loud. I thought maybe this was another part of a different dream, but it couldn’t be… it all felt too real. I was fully aware and conscious that I wasn’t home and was instead somewhere else. “This place… wh-where?... What’s happening?!” I questioned and said out loud. I couldn’t comprehend what was happening, and I couldn’t even form full questions. Words were just spewing out of my mouth full of the confusion I was feeling right then and there. This couldn’t be real. I had said the questions out loud as if I as was expecting someone to answer me back, but it appeared no one else was here with me. I tried to look around and examine more, but in the dark it was hard to make anything out. I appeared to be in some sort of living quarters, but whose? I was so confused, and I just wanted to know what was going on. Whether dream or real life I wanted to know. I just sat there wondering when the lights clicked on and a calm voice spoke, “Do anything to help, hmm?”

The voice and lights turning on startled me. The voice had come from behind me, and I was almost too scared to turn around to meet the voice of the person who addressed me. I turned my back to see who had spoken. I sat there speechless. I recognized who it was, but it wasn’t a person. I had recognized him from pictures drawn of him. I thought that he was just a character, something made up, but he was right there. Sitting there looking at me with a grin on his face was a blue fox. It was Arctic.
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Comic for and in honor of and based off of a dream I had.
Change of scenery! Where in the world am I now? Seems like I'll be confused for a little bit, but luckily there's someone here to answer my questions, right? Or at least some fox?
So Arctic is actually really hard for me to draw. He's just sooo detailed to me, and I often mess up on his details and he just looks wonky >_<; Hopefully he looks fairly presentable here and in future pages

Description
Cold and dark was all I felt. I had never felt this kind of cold before. I felt myself moving and adjusting. I was lying on the floor. I could feel the carpet on my face and under my hands. It felt soft, but something about it felt different. I moved a little more until I finally opened my eyes. “What happened?” I thought to myself. “That sure was a weird dream,” I thought now recalling what had happened or at least what I thought had happened. As I regained consciousness from what I thought was a bad and weird dream, it hit me: I wasn’t in my own house. At the realization I jumped up feeling startled. I quickly examined my surroundings. It was dark so I couldn’t make out anything. I appeared to be in some sort of room of sorts, an apartment maybe? “Wh… what happened? Where am I?” I said out loud. I thought maybe this was another part of a different dream, but it couldn’t be… it all felt too real. I was fully aware and conscious that I wasn’t home and was instead somewhere else. “This place… wh-where?... What’s happening?!” I questioned and said out loud. I couldn’t comprehend what was happening, and I couldn’t even form full questions. Words were just spewing out of my mouth full of the confusion I was feeling right then and there. This couldn’t be real. I had said the questions out loud as if I as was expecting someone to answer me back, but it appeared no one else was here with me. I tried to look around and examine more, but in the dark it was hard to make anything out. I appeared to be in some sort of living quarters, but whose? I was so confused, and I just wanted to know what was going on. Whether dream or real life I wanted to know. I just sat there wondering when the lights clicked on and a calm voice spoke, “Do anything to help, hmm?”

The voice and lights turning on startled me. The voice had come from behind me, and I was almost too scared to turn around to meet the voice of the person who addressed me. I turned my back to see who had spoken. I sat there speechless. I recognized who it was, but it wasn’t a person. I had recognized him from pictures drawn of him. I thought that he was just a character, something made up, but he was right there. Sitting there looking at me with a grin on his face was a blue fox. It was Arctic.
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Comic for and in honor of and based off of a dream I had.
Change of scenery! Where in the world am I now? Seems like I'll be confused for a little bit, but luckily there's someone here to answer my questions, right? Or at least some fox?
So Arctic is actually really hard for me to draw. He's just sooo detailed to me, and I often mess up on his details and he just looks wonky >_<; Hopefully he looks fairly presentable here and in future pages