[private] never let it slip away

[Anubias]

Something had definitely changed about Anubias’ dreams lately, though he had not quite figured out what it all meant. All he knew was that he was more in control of them than he had ever been - and that he wanted to spend as much time sleeping as possible. Which of course means he needs to get tired quickly and so he had spent the last while running laps around the meadow. Trailed occasionally by his companion but the red panda gave up after the first lap and found a nice rock to sit on and wait until Anubias drained enough energy that he was ready for his next nap. When watching the yearling run by every few minutes got boring, the panda started “helping” with the count - which only meant that by the end, Anubias wasn’t sure if he was on lap 20 or lap 504. Neither of them could actually count to either of those numbers but it was the thought that really mattered.  Eventually, the number got really high and Anubias was tired enough that he curled up in a nest of grass in the meadow - made soft and lush again by another magic he did not understand - and with his companion snuggled close he drifted off into that dream world and prepared to weave some wonderful stories and build new worlds. Only - when he got there, standing in what had become his staging area, he realized he wasn’t alone. Sometimes his companion came with him, sure, but in this misty area it was obvious that whoever it was was larger than a red panda and definitely horse-shaped. Soft sunlight and clouds surround them in this early part of the dream, and he turns his attention to the figure he can see - green eyes bright with a smile. “Oh! Hello!”

@[Kamaria]

@[The Monsters] please mess with his immortality!