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10 years ago
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I had a dream last night that was vivid enough to draw what memories still hold. A peculiar dream that as with those dreams it felt so real.
I was a female dragoness living among a family of humans. The details are hazy as to how or why I wound up there. It was a modern family, nothing of medieval setting or what not consisting of a sister, father and mother a family of three. My scales were a deep blue (I think, as there was no mirror nor any reflection to draw on save for my hands) stood 5'4 and felt very light. I had horns jutting from my skull and they were ridged as I brushed my fingers along them. I know this cause I felt them as I struggled (in vain) to put a baseball cap on, much to the amusement of said adoptive sister. I had hair and it was short and striped in various shades of purple.
The only clothing I remember wearing was those large button up dress shirts. I say this because of one thing: How the hell do we dress up our fursonas and not stress at how cumbersome or bothersome clothing can be for wings and a tail?! I was fussing about how cramped my wings felt knowing I tried to open them, only to have the shirt restrict them from much movement at all as my tail flicked in irritation. Said sister says not to worry about it as I scoff and mutter as to why I should wear clothing in the first place. I think I heard something along the lines of looking semi-decent rather then be about in public in the nude so to speak.
Some issue came up later that day that said sister and I were discussing before I awoke from the dream.
It was interesting as such dreams are and having them are rare indeed.
I was a female dragoness living among a family of humans. The details are hazy as to how or why I wound up there. It was a modern family, nothing of medieval setting or what not consisting of a sister, father and mother a family of three. My scales were a deep blue (I think, as there was no mirror nor any reflection to draw on save for my hands) stood 5'4 and felt very light. I had horns jutting from my skull and they were ridged as I brushed my fingers along them. I know this cause I felt them as I struggled (in vain) to put a baseball cap on, much to the amusement of said adoptive sister. I had hair and it was short and striped in various shades of purple.
The only clothing I remember wearing was those large button up dress shirts. I say this because of one thing: How the hell do we dress up our fursonas and not stress at how cumbersome or bothersome clothing can be for wings and a tail?! I was fussing about how cramped my wings felt knowing I tried to open them, only to have the shirt restrict them from much movement at all as my tail flicked in irritation. Said sister says not to worry about it as I scoff and mutter as to why I should wear clothing in the first place. I think I heard something along the lines of looking semi-decent rather then be about in public in the nude so to speak.
Some issue came up later that day that said sister and I were discussing before I awoke from the dream.
It was interesting as such dreams are and having them are rare indeed.
