some other lesser parts of the dream that i almost entirely forget are being in a very nice cozy bedroom before getting ejected into space and holding my breath for another space ship to catch me, some aspect of the progressing story involved having made a useable version of someone's fursona that included my own sona as a base model, and swimming around in a lake fumbling with what i can describe as a vinyl glove filled with water to try and get this sona to work on me correctly. i feel like i was holding my breath in space as renamon but i entirely forget what either of the other fursonas as looked like.
