I was part of a wolf-pack. Yes, that's right, part of a pack of wolves. Now, for some reason, in spite of being wolves, we all lived around my old house in Indiana and looked exactly like humans. Perhaps we all appeared human to each other and not to everyone else?
Apparently I had mystic powers of some kind as well, but I didn't know entirely how to use them quite yet...and yet I had been recently appointed the Pack Healer, because the one before couldn't do it anymore. Either my predecessor was dead or missing or was too old. Probably missing or dead because I didn't have anyone to teach me what I was supposed to do!
I was spending most of my time figuring out how to use my powers and the mystic items left behind by the guy before me. I had a small grasp of my powers and could use them to relieve pain and heal minor injuries. With concentration my powers manifested themselves as sort of glowing or sparkling bands in my hands, which I would then run over the injured person to let my powers do their thing. The mystic item thing I was dealing with most in my dream looked like some sort of duct tape, except that it glowed a bright golden light. The only problem was that I was almost out of the stuff, so I went to the store to buy a sort of translucent gold tape for the base of the mystic item-ness. I hadn't quite figured out entirely how to get it to glow like the old tape did, which turned out to be somewhat of a problem because there was a gathering of the pack, for ceremonial purposes.
The gathering was in the back yard of my old house in Indiana, and mostly involved the female members of the pack. I looked back at the house, and through the glass doors I could see my family (The human ones!) and some house guests watching us. The light coming from the house was...purple, and they seemed to be drinking and having some sort of party. I think that this was a gathering of a couple of packs because I found a bunch of healing items laying around the circle of wolves, including mystic duct tape that was clear and glowed a sort of white-silver light.
All in all, this was certainly an interesting dream. Yet another dream that took place in my old house. It seems that my subconscious mind still thinks of that place as home.
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