Rêve

The morning rays begin to rouse you from your dreams...

Extend tongue to check weather.

>Procure coffee.

>make a quick leaf hat despite having no grabby implements

> Observe our great lightmother above and thank her for her warmth and energy

You lazily taste the air, the sleep slowly beginning to leave your body. There is dew and warmth in the air, and the flowers begin to bloom.


The sun stirs you more and more, and you give up on catching your dream as it pulls away. You suppose you'll just have to look out and take your morning fill of light...







You really wish you were still having that dream, whatever it was...

take a look at spikey lookin flower

ScreamYawn to the heavens.

>Go see your friend

This is very beautifully drawn!

Explore the area.

>Sing

What do you normally dream of?

Well too late for that now ! Maybe tonight. For now, time to go gobble some small rodents for breakfeast.
(whch to be fair was probaly what your dream was about anyway)

Friends...

Yes... that's what it was. Your dream...



Your dream was indistinct, but you were not alone. You were sharing all of your favorite things. Your favorite hiding places, your favorite favorite sunning spots. Your favorite sights and sounds. Your favorite pond beneath the tree that grows your favorite fruit. And the feeling that has been growing in you didn't feel so bad.

Until you woke from that dream.

And found yourself alone again...



And the feeling returned. It would be nice to have someone to share your days with. There are other things around, of course.

Little things that are frightened of you...



Bigger things that frighten you...



But nothing, nothing to be your friend.

>A new thing? Observe and learn.

>Maybe they want to be your friend?

This is wonderful c: Also first post \o/ Thanks to being here because of good friends.

> Watch the big thing for a bit, then explore around!

>lick

A thought strikes you that perhaps all you need is a little persistence. Perhaps, to find friends, you must simply overcome the fear in yourself and others. But the big thing keeps moving at a speed you could never hope to match, seeming to take no notice of you or anything else moving through the grass in its wake. And all the little things still flee from you, no matter how far you follow them. You suppose you can't really blame them.

After all, there's some things so scary to you that you never want to catch their attention...



You put that thought from your head. Such a thing is no good when you already feel like this.

Perhaps sunning yourself on this nice spot will help. It does nothing to lighten your mood, but perhaps you shall think of some ideas with a little more warmth in you.

>Ah! Ah! What's that sound? Investigate!

>"Zounds! What is that CAPTIVATING sound?"
>Find the source, there may be more.

Try to replicate the sound

(There's going to be some delay on the next update, as I've fallen ill. I'll try for tomorrow)

You are stricken to hear such a captivating sound, so unlike anything you have heard before! In your amazement, you try to copy it...



...though find this rather difficult. Well! You simply must find where it's coming from. You follow the sound as it rings out intermittently, clear and soft through the trees.



The path starts to look familiar. Could it be?



The sound has led you to your favorite pond! But where is the source?

Watch. And listen.