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Two weeks into my newest adventure and I can no longer say for sure whether this is a dream or not. On the one hand, this would not be the first dream where I took on the form of the oh so adorable alolan vulpix. On the other one, the stinging pain of a bruise on my poor little paw convincingly argued that the former hand was a dirty liar who lies. Teaching yourself how to move around on all fours is not instinctive and I’d like to see you try and figure out walking with six tails to distract you. I’m not a particularly graceful human and I’m somehow even more of a disaster as a vulpix.
Even I know that you’re not supposed to feel pain when you dream. I remember that much from those apparently not so ridiculous dream journals and I’d been hurt in other dreams without feeling any pain. Usually, I'm left with a vague sense that I knew pain should be there and yet never came. There are other ways to check I suppose, but I feel like finding a person who will loan a book to an animal is unlikely at best. If I can even read the written language here, which is another long shot altogether. It would be fine if this particular dream took place in the world of Pokémon. Then I would only have to worry about a society based on animal fighting, slavery and the dangers a kids show would never touch on. But no, my self-sabotaging self decided that this particular dream would be a crossover. Surprise, surprise it wasn’t going well.
Not only am I a magical creature in a place that feared magic, I’m not even human anymore. Can’t exactly walk up to someone and ask if they could help a girl out because her village has lost its idiot and she would very much like to go home now. Well I could, but the chance they would understand me is slim to none. One out of ten would not recommend the experience to anyone else. The fact that I am now an adorable ice monster is enough of a consolation that I’ve yet to have the break down I can feel creeping up on me. Nice to know that trying to outrun existential dread remains on the checklist of life regardless of what world I find myself in.
How is someone supposed to survive Thedas as a vulpix? No really, I have no idea. I’m open to any and all suggestions that don’t include death or pain of any kind. Now would be a great time for some one to pop out and claim godhood because I’m down to convert if I could get a how to guide for idiots on surviving bullshit. One soul for a cheat guide please and thank you.