One Nightmare One shapeshifter

[Assilsa Curare]

There was an eerie echo of shoes coming from somewhere unknown. The shadowed cavern was filled with beautiful reflective puddles, drip… drip what had caused these puddles when there was no water?

A raven cawed and manoeuvred around the rocks that fell from the cavern’s ceiling. Its silky black feathers shimmering in the low light, its beady eyes accessing the world around itself it was looking for a certain person.
Assilsa crouched upon a rock at the edge of the Cavern with her garnet eyes copying that of raven.

She was a predator, the spider in the dark, she was to hunt the race of men.
She wore a silken suit that was made of men, however she couldn’t care less this was a dream and in a dream Assilsa ruled over all. She could dance if she wished or she could even hunt men if she wanted.

Assilsa couldn’t help but smile, baring her fangs she scanned over the puddles, rocks and shadows of the cavern. What was she do in this dream? Hunt a singular raven that circled the roof?

[Daedalus Dagwood]

To Daedalus's dream hazed mind barely twenty days had passed since he had set off into the world in search of a mine to harvest Iron ore. The metalsmith had spent his entire life; a life seemingly lived longer than reality would allow, working metal and crafting alloy. From the depths of his mind, a long forgotten dream seemed to slip forward into the forefront of his dreams.

This cavern was a jewel and ore mine.

An emerald glow seemed to gleam in a dim lit light that caught Daedalus's attention. He wore his typical all black attire made of linen with a long coat on with its tail ending at his ankles. A rapier sword resting on his left hip pulling together the mans typical attire. However, there was something odd that slowly rolled into the scene close behind him. It was a golem animated with life. Its body consisted of merely two wheels like that of a wagon with a center metal bar holding each wheel together. Attached to the center of the bar was a Pickaxe with a gem-like ball attached to the top of his metal pick. Daedalus pointed his hand to the emerald causing the Pickaxe to roll to the gem then proceed to repeatedly smash its pick into the stone.

It was a deep dream of his to one day control a mine of his own, though not just control it but become skilled enough as an Animator to give life to automatons that could aid him in his goals. Once the emerald was free of the stone he walked over to retrieve the gem to eye it for a moment. As he looked through the emerald its body began to act like a spyglass as he closed one eye to look through it. He spotted a black bird flying along the roof of the cavern.

"How odd?"

Once Daedalus lowered the emerald, he simply watched it flying for a moment.

[Assilsa Curare]

Assilsa continued to crouch staring at the man with evil glee, she had to do something, she had to attack... what if, like all her other dreams, he was there to kill her. She needed to attack first. Assilsa could pounce, in her dreams she no longer suffered from the fragile frame, that would smash in an instant. She had strength, she had the ability to be what she wanted. Strong, shuffling forward Assilsa waited for him to reach the best position, she couldnt pounce if he was just at the wrong time and she would fall short and on her face.

It was nice to be someone in control, even if it was just her dreams. Assilsa had always dream that she could ride a horse, or possibly even take on a wolf in the normal circumstances instead of just breaking her bones and possibly dying. A small sigh threatened to escape as she held her position she could do this... She need to do this. Assilsa inched forward one more time in the dim light of the cave, she would pounce, she would succeed. Her fangs bared Assilsa waited as the man shuffled around like an idiot it was obvious that the man had never been hunted before, Assilsa didnt know whether that was a good or bad thing.

As he moved into the right postion Assilsa hesitated for a moment, she cursed, Assilsa didnt have the time to hesitate she need to just Attack. Tensing the muscles in her legs Assilsa pushed forward with all her might and she launched towards the man. Her hair catching in the small wind that her moments caused and hopped it would not give up her postion and her intention.

Praying that she wouldnt fall short Assilsa closed her eyes as she got closer towards the man. Holding her breath it felt like forever until her body finally collided with the mans. Arms wrapping around his neck, legs around his stomach, bodies pressed together. She had actually it! she was so proud of herself that she didnt notice as they began to fall forward, falling towards the ground.