OBP/Snowtail

Alec... woke up. For whatever reason he hadn't immediately woken up, or wasn't already awake, or whatever the situation was with the others. By the time he woke up he had already recovered from the disorientation the others had experienced, though he was in for a disorientating experience of a different sort.

In the morning haze, half awake, he stretched and rubbed his eyes. "Wait, wasn't I just about to play a game?" He thought, "where am I?"

He looked around. He was laying in a small tent, wrapped up in furs, from head to toe it felt like. Or was he wearing furs? Why was he wearing furs?

Oh.

He held his hands in front of his face. Paws? No, they were really more hand-like, despite the white fur, though the palms and digits had pink pads of hairless skin, and short claws protruding from the fingertips.

As he registered this, he froze. He felt his face, his nose, the two large front teeth, and finally, the ears. Long, sticking up from atop his head, he folded one over to see more of the white fur and pink skin. He was, without a doubt, a Bonnifar.

His memories were a little hazy, but right then he had no reason to disbelieve them and that meant that whatever had happened- whatever Kent did, it seemed safe to assume -his waking up in a tent with fur and rabbit ears could only mean one thing. He was now in the body of Sheska Snowtail, with all that that implied.

Not wanting to confront that reality for the moment, he chose instead to continue examining his surroundings. Tent, fur, bedding which was not in fact fur as he had initially believed but looked instead to be cloth, sheets of wool and cotton perhaps. Besides that though he was wearing a somewhat tight fitting dark grey sleeveless shirt and matching pants, next to the bedding was a few packs strung together full of clothes, food, a map with several locations denoted with question marks, and other supplies. Outside of the pack was a dark grey hooded cloak, a belt with a sheath and dagger hung from it, an unlit lantern, a bow, and a quiver of arrows. There was nothing outside the tent but a small extinguished campfire and a load of unrecognizable wilderness.

• Dark Grey Sleeveless Shirt
• Dark Grey Pants