[WitchHazel]

STYLISH Fluffy Pawed-hoof lambicorn
{custom fluff, custom tail, custom expression, custom mane, round ears, cloak, crown, jewellery}
My first lambie as a GA! This lambicorn came to me in a dream... literally. Inspired by a dream I had with a snow-leopard lambicorn royal in it c:
Did they send the dream to me? Lambicorns = real confirmed

For this lambie, tell me what they dream about! This can be in story form, a description, whatever works for you!
No word limit, go wild - I'm a fast reader c:

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[i][b]I'd like to adopt![/b][/i]
Username:
Name:
Gender:
Prompt:

[KestrelTheFirecat]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: KestrelTheFirecat
Name: Orin
Gender: male
Prompt: wip 😊

[rem sleep]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: rem sleep
Name: wynter
Gender: male
Prompt:

the leopard-esque lambicorn takes a seat before you, curling his feline tail around his magnificent forepaws. his coat is sleek and glitters like new fallen snow, his form adorned by so much delicate gold that it makes him seem to almost glow. when his ruby eyes fall on you, sharp as any crystal, you find yourself re-thinking asking him the question. somehow when he looks at you, you just feel small, as if he's somehow looming far above in the distant sky, some royal jewel, some twinkling star, and you a mere observer bound to the earth, gazing up from the ground.

"what I dream about...?" the royal echoes your words back to you, breaking you effectively from your daze. you nod your head, and he ponders a moment, rubbing the bottom of his chin with one paw as he mulls over his answer. you can tell he's thinking about a good many things, his eyes are now both heavy and thoughtful, but you can't tell what dreams are contained behind those ruby eyes. "well... what does anyone dream about? what they cannot have in reality, what perhaps they do not even realize they want. i dream of freedom, of adventure and exploration," the royal leopard cracks a small, polite smile as he proceeds, "but in my dreams it's always raining..."

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"and when the rain starts to fall, it never stops. it's just the constant, subtle drizzle of a cool storm brewing. it's never worse, but also never lighter, and the sky is always gray. wherever i walk, the gloomy clouds follow me, and after we pass, spring flowers crop up wherever we have been. i can smell the petrichor, the morning new. in my dreams i am always traveling, walking somewhere, and i feel in my heart that i know where i am going, though i could not tell you where or why. i just walk, knowing there is a place i need to go, and sensing that i am on the right path to get there. sometimes i have dreams in a sequence, where one picks up right after the last, and i continue the linear journey. other times things get confused, and the paths jumbled and turned around, but such is the nature of dreams. sometimes i have a traveling companion, and sometimes i am alone... it depends, i suppose. people come along for a time, and then they fade away again, we part ways and go our separate directions. the journey never feels rushed, in fact, i often take my time and stroll quite leisurely. it would be rather pleasant, if not for the rain."

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he pauses when he seems the curiosity flickering in your eyes.

"you want to know what i think the dream means?" the royal asks, tentatively, as they study your curious features, "well... i'm not so sure that i know, but... i believe there is a journey i am meant to make. i've never been beyond these castle walls, i have always been bound to my kingdom and my people, but... i think there is someone or something else out there who needs me." he pauses, chuckles, then looks down. you can tell h's worried you think he's saying something presumptuous, or bizarre. he seems almost... shy, talking about these personal matters. "well, in any case, i don't know what that thing is, or where, besides, i just... wonder about it. maybe one day i will find it in the dreams, and be able to pursue it in reality..."

the royal trails off, lost momentarily in thought.

"oh, and the clouds," he speaks again after a moment of tender silence, "i believe they are a symbolic reminder of something here in my life, but i can't figure quite what... perhaps figuring that out would help me, as well." the leopard offers another small smile, but this one seems almost... sad. you can tell that not being able to thoroughly interpret the dreams himself has been weighing heavy on his heart and his mind. you reassure him that he may be closer to understanding than he thinks.

"why thank you, little one," the royal replies gingerly, gently reaching out a paw to ruffle your hair. he seems in lighter spirits now, if only slightly, "hopefully you are right."

[No one]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: Galaxystar01
Name: Snowspots
Gender: Genderfluid Pronouns: they/Them
Prompt:
Snowspots crawled into bed and fell asleep. They awoke to a dream filled with a Christmas theme to it. Candy Cane Forests and a frosting lake. Cookies were over the frosting lake, floating on the lake. There were gingerbread houses everywhere and Snowspots could see a family of gingerbread people walking out of a beautifully decorated gingerbread house. There was a tall tree in the center of a town with presents underneath. Gumdrop lights lined the square and were shining bright. Snowspots walked into the square and they walked over to the brightly lit Christmas tree and stared in amazement. They turned there head and there red eyes gleamed as they saw the gingerbread family walking to the tree. Snow spots said, “Good day little gingerbread family.” They waved to the lambricorn and they ran around the square. They heard a voice and opened there eyes. The dream of Christmas town was filled with one of good cheer.

[Guest]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: synthesize.
Name: Yvette
Gender: female
Prompt:

mark :]

[espen.]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: quirky;
Name: Lura (Loo rah)
Gender: Female
Prompt: wip about relaxing summers spent in flowery meadows, prancing in the warm sun

[EditMeNot]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: EditMeNot
Name: Alexander
Gender: Male (They/Them, He/Him)
Prompt:
Alexander is quite the antisocial due to their own choice and due to being busy all the time, but they do have a couple of people that mean the world to them. They care for them deeply though Alexander is usually very busy with work and doesn't get to be around them much. This leads to them thinking about their friends often and hoping they are well. These thoughts and worries leak into their dreams often, them consisting of Alexander and his closest people being together, even if its just sitting together and reading. He dreams of them being safe and enjoying each others company. His favorite are the dreams where they're all rolling in the snow, making snow angels and having snowball fights.

His least favorite, as we all get, are the nightmares. They come on the more stressful days where all Alexander wants to do is go home and sleep, but that day haunts his sleep too sometimes. He dreams of his friends leaving him or betraying him, which leads to some major heartbreak until he realizes it was all just his brain being rude.

[alphias]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: Alpha Snowdust
Name: Midas
Gender: Nonbinary (No preference on pronouns)
Prompt:
Midas dreams about glory. She has the worst luck, and hardly ever wins a game. She doesn’t know why (it’s partially because she tends to rush into things). She just wants one day, when she can win something.

Midas also dreams about planting a garden. And not just any garden, an actual real garden. See, she just has a garden of fake flowers and plants. And she has to tell herself only Pricklyspike the cactus is real.

[gremlin]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: gremlin
Name: Baldur
Gender: Masc enby (they/he)
Prompt:

The dreams had started but a few months ago after the young prince ascended to the throne. The rumors surrounding his father’s premature demise weighed heavy on his mind and served only to keep him desperately clawing to the edge of consciousness each night before plummeting into an uneasy sleep. The nightmares had come slowly, simply his father’s slumping figure, or a ghostly pale figure rushing towards him. But as the rumors grew, Baldur began to internalize them and like a cancer, the whispers of poisons and potions slipped into soups and dusted on food crept into his dreams. While he had never had a wonderful relationship with his father, the late king kept to himself and remained cold and stoic even with his own family, the two had shared a number of nice moments. But the rumors shed light on another deep-seated fear, someone was out for the crown and Baldur stood between them and the throne. His nightmares became plagued with twisted shadows wielding flashing silver blades. Some nights the dreams fixated on poisons, biting into a meal only to feel a horrid burning in his throat as his mother cried.
That was the part that made Baldur desperately attempt to escape his slumber, yet coffee nor books kept him from returning to his prison of dreams.
But then something changed. Another lambicorn entered his life, a prince named Rhys from another region far away. His comforting words and constant companionship soothed Baldur’s dreams. At first his nightmares simply became less vivid, but over time his father’s death stopped taking over his dreams. Now they were filled with thoughts of his adventures with Rhys and potential new adventures. Recent dreams had taken the form of an upcoming camping trip with the other lambicorn. Rhys sat near him as the two roasted marshmallows on sticks, though clearly the dream wasn’t accurate because Rhys wore the tackiest sweater Baldur had ever seen. There was no way the other prince actually owned it. Though truthfully Baldur was just relieved his dreams were calm.

[Alckatraz]

I'd like to adopt!
Username: Alckatraz
Name: Alasdair
Gender: Male
Prompt:
The majestic leopard lambie shaked his head with disappointment. His eyes betrayed that deep down in his soul a storm of emotions was bothering his usual calm. He was powerful and he could have had anything his heart would have desired. But, out of all those things, he particularly wanted the one he couldn't have.
"Lately, I dreamt about the same thing, over and over again. There's something mysterious, yet addictive and magnetic. It's everywhere and it shines brighter than any jewel. That's how the real beauty looks like." He sighed. He was just talking nonsense again. Did he really know how it truly looked like?
"And what's this thing... after all?" It was a dangerous questions. As if you pinched him invisibly, Alasdair flinched, then turned quickly before freezing in a pose that made him look twice as big. "How? You don't know?"
"I'm afraid I really don't, Your Majesty. Otherwise, maybe I could have helped you find it."
"Look, I'll tell you then. They call it 《snow》and I had never seen or touched it until now. It's the irony of the destiny for a snow leopard to keep dreaming about snow, don't you think?"
He looked way calmer now, exactly like the infinite waters of the ocean.
"But that's not why I called you here. I needed an experienced mage to lift this spell and free me from these dreams. I've been cursed."
"How exactly, sire?"
"A fortune teller told me once when I was just a cub, that the day I'll firstly meet the snow, will be my last one. So, my mom asked a witch to cast a spell on my eyes so I can't see the snow. She thought that even if I found it by mistake I couldn't face any dramatic consequences because I would be unaware. But I started dreaming about it. One day after another. And this thought is overtaking my mind. I'd give anything just to see it once, please"
"Are you disposed to risk everything you have, even your life, for a dream you had?"
The leopard smiled "Exactly. Call my crazy if you want, but please make my wish come true."
"It's actually easier than you think"
"How so?"
"You told me you can't see the snow, right?"
"Yes"
"But you also told me that you can see it in your dreams. To reach it, means that it's gonna be your last day."
"That's correct."
"Well, the problem is pretty simple. Your dreams are the solution to your problem. So you can see the snow and keep yourself alive in the same time."
"Can I?"
"You can, but it also means that you'll be stuck in a never ending dream... with the snow, of course. Will you be willing to call the realm of the illusions your new home?"
Without blinking, the snow leopard lambie nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely."