I take in when it comes to my dreams, they...It...whatever... Appear to use and reuse the same set of 'players' because this morning I had one of those alternate reality dreams. Think of it like those old Hanna Barbera cartoons, with the same few set of characters, reused over and over in different universes, with veeeeeeery little differences. For the second time (first time being a boring too realistic dream of dealing with street thugs), a particular thug type set of 'characters' reappear... This time as human sized anthro rats. To most people that alone is dreadful, but as a former pet rat owner, I was ECSTATIC!!!!

Being bit of a shape shifter myself in these dreams, I also take on the form of someone (or something) else. I was a... dragon? I remember having dragon wings and had a group of friends hanging out with me, one of which named 'Wilma'... Yea no modern stone age here, she was a tubby ol' little cute dragon, but anyhow-

QUICKIE BADLY WRITTEN STORY TIME!!!!!
Much of the beginning was a blur of events... What I do recall is dealing with a group of said thugs busy stealing jewelry(?) from the Royal storage unit facility something of a another... My friends and I were out, having one of those girl night out type scenarios and walked up to this night burglary taking place. Call the cops? No. I don't even remember WHAT happened afterwards, but it blurred out presenting the next scene, wait for it- SWITCHED TO A SCHOOL CLASS SCENE (enter long ongoing NOOOOOOOOO).

An after school scene came a little later (I must have a fear of being left at school????) outside at a busy bus yard, my friends and I met some new faces. Yep, those thug rap-reject set of rat dudes. The drawing above was just a rough sketch of the actual character's face, the rest changed from a dark outfit with high heels, to mostly dark colored clothes. ^This individual, and his brothers, were hanging out waiting for their ride; the girls and I were waiting. Why I don't know, we have WINGS; I'd think we would just fly away. The ladies with me were flirting with said group of ratty-guys. Finally, I turn around to see what gotten them so worked up.

And BOOM! Locked onto those familiar heterochromia type eyes... Red & gold. I IMMEDIATELY made the connection. If I was to 'play out of character', the dream would end. So I played along, clearly interested in this character. Even the damn thing's fur was purple and blatantly effeminate. They not fooling me, that's Zeno- my ongoing 'dream romance' partner for some ten or so years now. I have had previous dreams of him being a cat burglar (he loves pretty things, especially jewelry), an excellent climber; but this time he took on the form a RAT =O.o=

Fast forward, the group of ratty-dudes caught their ride, in a hurry. Being the nosy beast that I am, my friends and I followed, by flying high above lagging behind just enough NOT to be seen. Yea. A group of dragons flying in the sky... Like that's going to work... But it DID. Problem is, being a dragon, my friends and I beat the guys to their destination. Okay, how did we KNOW where they lived, I don't even remember but here we are.

The friend of mine (aforementioned 'Wilma') was digging into the rat guy's mail box, considering all they lived together. She reads a letter mentioned how they were to make a delivery to a location across the state. Out back was a little remote controlled airplane, with its control fixed into the cockpit for the little ratties to pilot. Yea, it sounds so damn CUTE!!! Anyhow, we hear their car speeding towards us, quickly we ran cross the street, hiding inside a building.

These guys can shape shift into common rats, albeit some colorful ones, yet kept some of their human intelligence (think rats of N.I.M.H). They jump from the vehicle, downsize their shape, carrying loads upon loads of diamonds, jewelry, the works. This went on for minutes. Then I get the weird idea to intervene (ie be nosy, because dammit, I can see a mile away where this is heading, and I have to protect my Zeno- who's oblivious to WHO I am). I'm panicking, because the head rat had a gun, watching the guys work fast into the night. What does Wilma suggest? Go over there AS another rat. The conversation, out of everything taking place aside from the guys being rodents, stuck out in this dream. It went something like this-->

Wilma says, "Go over there as a rat."

I'm like, "Okay, but they'll shoot me!"

"Go as a little girl rat!"

"Really?" ***Starts to shape shift into a little rat lady***. "What do boy rats find attractive in a girl rat?"

"Oh I don't know, but be a girl rat!"

Okay, so now I am this semi-anthro rat female, with little pink hands, little pink tail with a damn bow on its tip; and start my way to the curb of this now HIGHWAY(?!!!!). I guess since I am smaller, it would look like a highway, but it went from a roadway to a straight up highway!

I squeal at Wilma, "I can't see that far!!! Help me cross the street!!!!" She laughs (dammit Wilma!) and guides me across the street. My little ratty legs struggled to keep up, but I made it over. Wilma flies and lands on top of the building. Bravely (or is that stupidly?) I sneak up on the guys, while they were still loading up the plane, and say, "HEY! What are you all doing?" to the 'Zeno-rat', who drops his bag, surprised to see me. He didn't recognize me, shook his head and kept working. I squeak loudly, "What are you guys doing? This is WRONG! Put it back, I'll take care of all of you; I LOVE RATTIES!" He quickly silences me by clamping my mouth shut. Zane (Zeno's twin brother, who in this dream was a red rat) peeks into the doorway they were just leaving out of.

The head rat says something about, "If they come with me, I'd have to split up the goods. I want it all to MYSELF!" He steps out, blazing the area with his gun. Where does a tiny anthro-rat purchases a gun perfectly for his size, is a mystery, but hell, he had one. The guys and I ran for our lives. I'm screaming for Wilma to help. But managed to take a bullet for Zeno- and WOKE UP.

There was more afterwards when I went back to sleep. In fact, the dream continued days later. The head rat dude ended up getting killed, and what was done with the bags of jewelry was gone. It wasn't even a subject of discussion thereafter. Next thing I recall is the rat gang, my dragon friends and I were in a giant time machine building, fighting off wolves that tried to take over.

No, I am NOT on medication!
Thanks for reading another chapter of my ever strange dreams!
-BT

Zeno is © and owned to me, Blaquetygriss, as a Nafaris and possibly a purple rat in another life LOL.

***ANY similarity to any copyrighted character is sheer coincidence. What I saw in my dream was basically a tall lanky purple skinny as hell ratty male, with pink markings, that had the same voice and demeanor of my character 'Zeno'. I am 200% sure its the same entity.