Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26510374-20170909044048/@comment-26510374-20170929143953

lol I had a dream we went on a train and fought off Otto and akurle gave birth for some reason??? not joking have no idea how my subconscious decided that was a good idea

5 days until the party

Today was appointment with Dr Retoil.

Even though it wasn't Psychotherapy, Claw recounted a dream she had experienced the night before.

Toba. That cat.

Claw was in a snowy field. She towed over the other, undersized cat by at least a foot. He was growing fast.

"Where are the berries?" Toba asked, his emerald eyes shining even in the mist of the low mountain clouds that had traveled just outside Sleeping Talons.

Claw flicked her tail in the direction of the old, craggy tree sitting in the middle of the meadow. "Go over there and hit that old thing with this stick. The berries will reveal themselves on the plants in this meadow."

The little cat tentatively took the stick and trotted over to the tree in the vast meadow. He took a step back, heaving the stick, and smacked the tree. It rang like a gong, causing the meadow to shake and Toba to fall into the tall, frosty grass around the tree with a squeal.

The field instantly changed color, rainbows of shades sprouting like watercolor flowers all over. Toba's head emerged, sneezing, and he ran back to Claw to get his basket.

They spent the day picking jewelfruit and occasionally throwing snowballs at each other.

"It had really happened," she explained. "I dreamed of that memory incredibly accurately."