I’ve forgotten most of the dream, but there was a smell creature holding court in the forest who was possibly making some kind of declaration of aggression towards me, or my family, or humankind itself.
It was a short creature standing on two legs with its arms outstretched to the sky as it communicated with others. Its body was white like the color and texture of gauze, and as it spoke the sounds were not words but more like screeches and croaks. Instead of a mouth the sounds came from slits that opened across its body. The skits were like gills, and as they opened and closed it exposed its fleshy crimson insides.