A character from my in-progress work about unmasking, Our Human Masks (working title, although I will probably change it to something I consider catchier).

March is a typically reasonable and level-headed fox, with or without his daily supply of Noxidern. He's hard-up on cash, so he pays for his hits with the Zen wisdom that the drug enables him to espouse. Bring him back to sobriety, though, and you get about the same level of insight you'd find in the paper's horoscope section.