Puffin

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This was from an hour-long nap I took today.

This dream involved me standing on a driveway to my house; I was facing the street right from the start. This place hardly looked like my house though. The driveway was all the way to the left of the lot, but I didn't look back to see if it properly connected with the house. Along the side of the driveway, there was a large evergreen tree, probably at least thirty feet tall. It filled up at least half the front yard. It was nighttime, but there were street lights casting an orange glow to the area. It was light enough to see everything.

I became lucid, but I wasn't aware as I should have been, or would have liked. I immediately gasped and looked around, taking in the scenery, with no need to do a reality check. "I'm dreaming!" I confirmed to myself just from the fact that there was a jumbo tree sitting in my front yard. I immediately started to walk forward, and stopped as soon as I was about to set foot on the street. There was a woman with shoulder-length blonde hair walking down the road, her face turned away from me. A few feet from where she was walking, the road curved around a house and I couldn't see past it. I called out to her, asking where I was, and she turned around. I didn't recognize her face at all. She told me that I was in Las Vegas. I immediately told her off. "Yeah right, this is nothing like Las Vegas. There's no neon lights, no cars driving by, and definitely no casinos."

I forgot about her and decided to try throwing a pokeball. I didn't think of what I'd release, though, until it was already in the air, so I just shouted out a random Pokemon. I shouted out, "Fearow!"

It ended up on the road and looked like it should have: brown, with a pink beak and cream fuzz on its back. It was around the proper size too. But somehow, its behavior was off. Instead of flying above the ground or at least levitating, it was hopping along the ground like a duckling, and squawking every few seconds. It didn't turn to look at me when I called it. After that the dream ended rather abruptly; it was probably the thunderstorm outside that woke me.