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Username:tiny little box
Name: Lion
Gender:female
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She dreams of a large field covered in soft yellow flowers that glimmer ever so slightly in the summer morning light.The grass is soft and long and not at all scratchy like Lion is used too.In there dreams there is always the sound of small birds chirping in the distance,singing there lovely songs about there past adventures. But in there dreams comes something weird but not unwelcome.
In there dream there is a tree on fire.But the fire is not a ordinary fire.instead of eating the tree in it's orange flames it is a soft lavender color,the licks of the flam transforming into a light blue.The fire is not harming the tree in the slightest bit,almost like the tree itself is underwater.

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Username: Chausie
Name: Mishka
Gender: Agender (born male)
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Mishka's dreams are strange, and they daydream very often. One of their most recent dreams;
They were in a field of pink flowers, each had a face that looked like Mishka's. Mish was laying down, enjoying a pink sorbet, when a pink crow flew and sat beside them. Crows are their friend, they never bother Mishka, but this crow was different... Mishka sat up, putting their sorbet down. They rolled on their side, squishing dozens of tiny Mishka flowers as they screamed. The crow kept hopping closer to Mish, it's beady eyes staring into their's soul, and they did not like that. Mishka opened their mouth to let out a sound so the pink crow would fly away, but nothing came out. It seemed that the flowers stole Mishka's voice! Mishka thought for a moment, then started rolling down the hill, away from the crow that kept hopping closer. The Mishka flowers let out their tiny screams. In the end, Mishka did not remember what happened but the crow flew away, and Mishka was in the same position enjoying their pink sorbet.
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