You wake in a strange land not entirely unlike the one you fell asleep in, it feels so familiar... yet vastly different in so many ways. The plant life carries a blueish hue and the air is crisp and cool as it bristles your fur. The wind carries azure specks with it, weaving through the branches above your head. Is... that magic? Where exactly have you ended up?
"You have arisen in the Dreamlands, my child." A voice echoes toward you, both faint and close by.
Your ears twitch as your eyes dart around looking for the source. A dark grey she-wolf pads toward you slowly. Her back has faint traces of navy blue waves while her underside is silver like the stars above, and her paw pads appear to be marbled with black and silver-azure smudges. She wears strings of silver on her head, neck, and tail, each sporting blue gemstones that remind you of those specks in the wind. Everything about her is striking, but most of all are the eyes of moonstone blue that stare at you.
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