Catching dreams

Looking up, he would see a wolf that could be a nebula. A beautiful addition to the stars above. A contrast to the Ermis’ own stormy coat. The silvery marks of scars that ran across her face and shoulders added age and wisdom to her form, and he gave her a deep, respectful bow as she watched him in silence. A light smile playing at the corner of his mouth. Friend, or foe? If she meant him harm, he knew he was at a disadvantage, yet he made no attempt to move.

It was clear when she uttered a rough word that speech was difficult for her. Her pointed stare and indicating paw told him both that the word was her name, and that she wished to intrude. “Please do” he said, shuffling to make room for her. “Name’s Mercury. It’s nice to meet you, Trove” He said, offering her a warm smile.

He indicated then with a paw down to the bits and pieces on the coat. “I’m putting together a dreamcatcher. My people believed that if you slept beneath them, they would catch and keep the brighter parts of your dream, so you might remember them on waking.” he explained. “Would you like to help?” she didn’t need to speak he was careful to keep his questions yes or no.


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