Silver Triumph and the Gift of the Blue Feather
In my dream, I was a white cat donning a pink racing cap and a white suit, competing in a Formula One race. I gave it my all to be the first to cross the finish line and succeeded, but due to a lack of points from passing certain obstacles, I ended up in second place. The race route concluded at a football stadium, where spectators were seated, having watched the entire race on a big screen.Among the audience were two notable men, rivals in their own right. They were striking figures with muscular bodies covered in feathers instead of hairโone with blue feathers and the other with green. These men were well-known and respected in the land, but their rivalry was evident.The race was filled with challenges, and I barely managed to cross the finish line first. However, because of the points system, I stood on the second platform and received a silver medal. Then, something remarkable happened: the man with blue feathers plucked one of his feathers and presented it to me, a gesture of great value. I stood on the second platform, a silver medal around my neck and a beautiful blue feather in my hand. ๐ฅ๐ท๏ธ
