Jonna’s dream… from the Wandmaker’s Burden

The she-Drelve’s mind’s eye stared into the fiery eyes of a winsome female. Jonna had seen wolf-faced Drolls, Kiennish females, Dryads, Tree Sprites, Water Sprites, and other female ilks of the forest. She had seen the Good Witch in her encounters with the Dream Raiders. This visage…she viewed anew. The foreigner’s face was powerful and strangely attractive, much like the wolf-faced Drolls. The very tall alluring female in her dream had smooth reddened skin, fiery red eyes, and wore a very short, clinging, blazing red dress. Long green hair fell provocatively across her back and chest and produced a disheveled look. The female walked proudly back and forth across a field of red clover. Purplish flowers dotted the field. Jonna knew well the common four-leaved red clover plants. Oddly all these plants had three leaves. Teachers had told of rare three-leaved clovers. They were said to bring luck.
Blades of purple grass rose playfully from the red clover, curled around, and tantalizingly grasped and released the female’s powerful legs. The scent of lavender filled the air. Jonna feared little, but the veteran she-Drelve shuddered when she noted the female’s strong hands with their long sharp talons. Tiny sparks of flame burst from the talons as she rubbed them together. The smell accompanying the vision perplexed the sleeping she-Drelve.
Smelling things in one’s dream…
It was a dream. Why did Jonna smell lavender?
Yellow and purple flower petals showered around the striking feminine being. The female pursed her lips, emitted small bursts of hot breath, and burned the vibrantly colored petals as they neared her. Jonna felt the warmth of the she-creature’s breath.