[cherrydoge]

Messy hair, eyes filled with dreams. Your fur sparkles with glitter like stars in the sky, your personality fiery like that of a dragon. . . Tell me, dreamer. What do you dream about?

My final paushin as a GA! I really enjoyed making this sweetie, and all the other Paushins. <3 Thank you for having me!

I redid this pau multiple times rip, I also wanted to try something new with how I did hair and other things. I kinda like it?

edits;;
basic - short fur
common - longer hair, custom body pads, custom tail, small teeth and claws
uncommon - custom ears

For this competition, tell me. . . What do they dream about? Interpret it however you like. You have 2,000 words for the prompt and you have two extras.
Can be writing (if writing, you have an additional 500 words, 1000 if you go for writing for both of your extras), art (NO animations or comics), or you may do a playlist or moodboard.
You are allowed to pretty up!

EDIT: You may also make a separate thread if you like! NO Offsite forms

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This ends on May 29th at 11:59 PM, EST

[_silentsiren_]

link to form !

[Hyena_TheShyVampire]

Mark!

[AnimalAtHeart]

Username: AnimalAtHeart
Name: Celeste
Gender: Female
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WIP WIP

[Gubler]

HARD MARK
;-;

[siennacereal]

ress <3

[vivibelle.]

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[sunnyfaerie]

username: sunnyfaerie
name: aeri
gender: female
what do they dream about? (2000 words): wip w/ love!
dreams. what's in a dream? a dream, the noun, alone is simply a vision to her. a waking snapshot in an unawakened time, a glimpse of something, something confusing, something deep, something desired, something known- anything. anything is a vague terms, and dreams are laced with vague mists of something and nothing and everything, sewn with the unknown in the daze of the float between a twinkling consciousness and the blur of slumber. that consciousness sparks, drifts from the bed of sleep and sprouts, flashes and flares into a flame; that flame is dull, simple, rippling and flowing in a pale, shadowed wave of life against the sombre rest of the brain. the brain may sleep, but the mind heeds no night, for it springs to life, an unclear watercolor shower of rain against nothing. it becomes something, anything, everything in the moment.

dreams are afternoons descending into dusk, the sun blazing brilliantly as the crown of the cloud-flocked sky, shifting in robes of the silks of heaven and glaring down at a mortal kingdom. its aureate light splashes over canopies of bowing trees, gold over green, gems of the sky and ground intertwining in a magnificent display of nature's love and might; the light sifts down further, further, further, bathing anything, everything in pure wonder.
2 extras: maybe moodboard?

[sentimental]

sCREAMING RES FROM THE ROOFTOP

[Lumi_Turtle]

Mark!