PMD-E: Behind DarknessPMD-E: Behind Darkness in Sketches More Like This
He woke up screaming.
Panic, suffused with disorientation and sensory deprivation, nearly drove Farren into a panic attack within moments of jolting into consciousness, his paws splaying and scrabbling to discern anything in the cloying blackness that enveloped him. What was going on?! he couldn't see, couldn't even identify where he was; it felt like he was being smothered, choking in an impermeable darkness -
"Hey, hey, bro, calm down! Its okay, you're okay!"
The gentle plea cut through his terrified mind faster than lightning, reducing the fox-like creature into gasping rapid, short breaths in an attempt to comply and regain some kind of control over himself. Oh, he knew that voice. It was different - deeper, softer, concerned - but he'd know the owner anywhere. "Cass?" the zorua whined, letting his attention settle upon the voice of his teammate as he began to calm. Pain began to trickle back into his consciousness slowly but surely, making Farren uncomfortably aware of his