Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Guild: The Shadow Empire
Foundation Points: 66,635
Foundation Title: --
Awaken by a rather unsettling but similar dream. Sweat soaking up his fur, Tsilon woke up wondering what his dream meant.
He stood up from his bed and felt rather odd. "I am a beast-kin right?" he thought to himself again. It wasn't the first time he doubted this.
The feeling of standing on two legs instead of four seemed more natural to him but why did he keep having that same odd dream...