Okay, so the theme of the week is almost over (ends tomorrow). But today it's still plushies. Hopefully I can finish Henry's brother today (who's name has been changed to skip because he just looks like a skip). Skip has a squeaker in his head. X3

In other news, I had to bring the dream journal back since last night's dream was both totally cool and completely freaky.

So I had gone camping with and there was a bunch of back woods surrounding our campsite. We were out in the mountains and there were only a few other campsites even around.

Mira decided she wanted to draw and I decided to explore some of the woods on my own. Part way in I met this boy who spoke to me about the power of whisperers. The whisperers (this is what he called it, I know this isn't really what a whisperer is) were able to see the spirits of one kind of animal and be not only protected by that animal but from any of that animal that attacks. He then told me he was protected by bear and asked if I wanted to see the lake past the forest.

I decided to follow the boy, wondering why he told me about whisperers and if maybe I would have the same power. I figured since I loved wolves so much that would automatically be my protector.

Going through the woods, deeper and deeper, climbing down winds and slopes, we finally came to a large clearing with a very shallow lake and what looked like the ruins of an old tribal village. Unlike most Native American camps, these ruins were not made of wood but of hand made stone bricks.

I awed for a moment, but then I noticed people phasing in and out of the walls of the buildings and the surface of the water. I didn't know what was going on until the boy vanished as well. Supposedly I too was a whisperer and I saw the dead spirits of humans.

Wanting to show Mira what was going on, I finally headed back to our campsite... only I was also realizing that I came out here and was going back completely alone. Partway through the forest I saw a large cougar male and started running while he was still far enough away from me. As he sprinted I wondered too myself how long I could outrun him before his short sprint was over, but at the edge of the forest home his claws dug into the back of my leg.

The dream cut off there and then resumed in the campsite. Apparently had come camping with us and both him and Mira waited for me to wake up. I was already healed because Mira operated on my leg. So in the end we drove home, deeming the place unsafe, and had a birthday party: even though it was none of our birthday's. XD

What an interesting dream I had. XD