Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby henry.jekylls » Mon Apr 29, 2019 2:23 pm

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username: Ponkus
name: BirchBark
collar and bell color: a sunset gradient with a rose gold bell
what is she dreaming of?:

BirchBark dreams of many things, but her mind always wanders back to the forest. She loves to see the changes each season brings. She’s naturally curious and can always be found in deep thought, and vivid daydreams. Her two favorite times of the year are the fall and spring. She enjoys taking the time to stop and daydream a nice walk through the forest as the leaves change their brilliant rainbow hues, or when the leaves just start to grow back and the flowers are in bloom.

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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby liliacea » Mon Apr 29, 2019 3:49 pm

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collar and bell color:
the same soft gray as her horns!! white???

what is she dreaming of?:
freedom, golden hour, and tall grasses. her muscles flex as she darts past purple majesties. they obscure her from sight when she decides to lie down hours later. pale orange sunlight backlights her fur, creating a natural halo. wildflowers stretch as far as the eye can see, no matter which direction she gazes in, her large eyes soft and warm. pale clouds roll across peachy skies. peace blooms in her chest, lighting up her weary heart. her long eyelashes brush against her cheeks. this could be home, she thinks. this could be home.
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby dragón » Mon Apr 29, 2019 4:51 pm

username: bau
name: estrella
collar and bell color: rose gold
what is she dreaming of?: --
Elise wrote:I know what lurks in the shadows.

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Postby jolteon! » Tue Apr 30, 2019 10:44 am

username: hollybun
name: Dove
collar and bell color: silver with sparkles? haha i dont really know what i mean but go crazy
what is she dreaming of?: she's dreaming of being asleep, with a weightless cloud that's as soft as feathers, underneath her,
with the doves that live in the heaven guarding her from the frighting unknown
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby xem » Thu May 02, 2019 10:30 am

username: .dystopian.
name: Unity
collar and bell color: white collar, with any design of your choosing, silver bell
what is she dreaming of?:

Peace.
A place where nothing goes wrong.. no worries.. no danger..
A place everyone loves. There’s no need to scream or yell.. no need to fear, or become anxious. With lucious fields and woods full of lightly singing birds, it is Unity’s happy place. Somewhere that only exists in her dreams.. because the real world will never be quite like the peaceful Eden in her dreamscape. She’s never lonely, nor sick or sad. She can follow the streams in the woods, watching the fish splash and swim. Others keep her company, whether it’s the small birds, or the full sized cows that walk by her side. But the thing she likes most about this place is not only the peace.. but the diversity and unity between species and nature
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby Snowlondon » Thu May 02, 2019 1:15 pm

    username: snowlondon
    name: sadira (meaning dreamy)
    collar and bell color: your choice!
    what is she dreaming of?:

    sadira was standing in a medow. the sun was shining and the clouds were big and fluffy. she breathed in the fresh air as she took in the beautiful sight. she had not seen anything this beautiful for such a long time.

    wanting to explore more, sadira took a step forwards. as her hoove touched the ground, flowers sprung up around it. they were of varying sizes and colours, and they certainly had not been there before. curious, she took another step.

    she was greeted with the same sight. flowers, blooming suddenly. she tried a few more times, until it was undeniable. she was somehow making the flowers grow. a smile spread on her face, her eyes lighting up. this was incredible.

    she began to dance around the field, feeling almost as if she could fly. when she paused for a moment, she saw that there were now flowers everywhere. they were scattered irregularly, but somehow that just made them more beautiful. she noticed that there were crowds of bees and butterflies buzzing around. they seemed to enjoy the flowers as much as she did.

    somewhere in the back of her head, she knew that it must be a dream. that was okay, she decided. she would enjoy it while it lasted, and that would be enough.
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby Zeca17 » Thu May 02, 2019 8:56 pm

username: Zeca17
name: Calypso
collar and bell color: Artists choice!
what is she dreaming of?: She is dreaming of the next day, of galloping round luscious green fields full of bluebells, daisies, daffodils and snowdrops. Delicately cantering around the fields smelling the flowers with a gentle smile on her face.
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby womp womp » Fri May 03, 2019 9:34 am

    username: diamond sapphire
    name: faven
    collar and bell color: white + gold bell
    what is she dreaming of?:

    nothing was right.

    maybe it was the harsh caw of the shimmering black crows that circled the midnight sky, or the bare, looming trees that almost appeared to be moving. possibly, it was the frigid air that threatened faven’s slow movements, urging her to trot along faster. it could’ve also been the sense of abandonment that faven had felt, and the feeling of being alone truthfully scared faven to the point where she’d tremble at every step.

    she hadn’t had a nightmare in ages, and the last one she had made her unable to get any rest for several long and tiring days, though the thought of it being just a dream wasn’t able to make it into faven’s terrified mind. she was sucked too deep into fright and worry, wondering if she’d ever make it out with anything to spare. it all appeared too much like reality, with faven’s wails and whines.

    the last straw was the crack of a stick in the nearby distance, followed by a low howl from afar that echoed throughout the sky. faven froze in place, her limbs unable to move.

    it wasn’t going to end like this. it won’t end like this.

    it would’ve felt so nice to collaspe right there and then. every part of her was weary, and faven wanted so desperately for the sun to rise, but it appeared that the sky was painted darkly.

    ”p—please. someone, anyone. help. she had spoken in a raspy voice, the world around her darkening.

    moments passed, and the sun had began to rise as if on cue. it wad magical - faven’s fear ebbed away as the night faded. a soft and warm glow was cast on the land, and faven had felt strangely rejuvenated at the sight of the sun. the glossy feathered crows had flown away, only to be replaced by the sight of chirping songbirds.

    faven exhaled slowly, taking it the sight. everything became beautiful. with a smile, her eyes opened and she awoke with a jolt.

    ”f—faven! you’re awake! you seemed to be having a nightmare — are you okay?” a brown and white cow had nudged her side, their panic clearly shown in their eyes.

    faven yawned, and chuckled softly. ”don’t ‘cha worry about me. i’m doing just fine.”

    ”wheeew. you had me worried. hey actually, wanna watch the sunrise, faven? you woke up just in time!” they questioned with a delighted grin.

    faven laughed. ”i’m afraid i already have.”
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby paopu » Sat May 04, 2019 12:39 pm

username:
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name:
Kioku - 記憶 - memory

collar and bell color:
your call!

what is she dreaming of?:
Footsteps. Indistinct, whispered friction of soft skin dragging through coarse sand. The feel of the water as the tide sends it up the shoreline to gently caress bare feet. The sounds of laughter, mixing with the island breeze, as they dashed across the beach. A race? Or some other game? It was hard to say.

They're memories, she thinks. Not hers - at least, not in this lifetime - yet they lived on through her. Every night when she falls asleep, they come floating from the ether and every morning she wakes and puts them down on page. Some repeat. Others she's only ever seen once. Kio dedicates herself to remembering them all. This is what she was made for, if you asked her.

Heartache, literal and metaphorical, at a love one's betrayal. Dark eyes filled with tears and garbled words demanding why as old knees hit the hard floor. Hands grasping, begging for help as a small silhouette walks out the door.

As far as Kio can tell, there's no common through line between the memories. How could there be, when they're so rarely little more than fragments of a shattered consciousness? Some are happy, some are sad. She jokes she's lived a thousand lives worth of experiences throughout her nights. No one has ever been able to explain them to her and it's not for lack of trying, but she's long given up on trying to make sense of them. It is what it is - whether it's real or not doesn't matter anymore. If there's any chance these are real, she wants to record these lost memories.

The soft touch of a flower petal against a warm cheek. A tantalizing distant song, compelling feet to keep the beat. The smell of grasses and something spicier - cinnamon maybe? The sense of spinning as they went tumbling down the hill, faces painted bright with laughter.
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Re: Buttermilk #599 - doves dreaming

Postby hiraeth + hound » Mon May 06, 2019 11:58 am

        congrats Morghettio! i thought the concept was rlly unique, plus the name was super short n sweet but v cute and fitting !
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