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Silent Salt Cookie had gotten used to his WereCreature form rather quickly than he thought. Probably because he bests the pain that comes with it. Like he’s doing right now. After a rather fluffy tail, the ears followed by dog-like jaws finished the job.
Nothing more than a sigh after a shift. It’s kind of what one would expect from the Beast of Silence. He may as well just hit the hay. All curled up and everything.
As he was sleeping away, a butterfly had landed on his nose. His eyes open to a vast forest that he swore look familiar. This is without a doubt a dream. His grayish purple fur was being lit up. Looking up made him make eye contact with none other than Elder Faerie Cookie lending a hand with glowing butterflies surrounding the two. Silent Salt Cookie couldn’t help but accept the hand before standing. Now look at them go, dancing under the moonlight with a bunch of flowers and butterflies. It all feels so…real. If only he couldn’t wake up from such a dream…