Last night i dreamt of a world where everyone had a spirit animal partner. They could be conjured at will, and were judged by their strength and beauty, and some were regarded as superior. My spirit animal was a white tiger, and was considered strong among the students and faculty of the school i attended. In that dream world there was a legend, of individuals whose spirit animals were accompanied by a shining butterfly that glistened every color of the rainbow. I was preparing for a school event, one that showcased the strength ajd beauty of spirit animals, when i met someone whose spirit had run off. They had a small fire elemental fox with them that they seemed to have a difficult time controlling. They seemed disillusioned with the idea of spirit animals... And disappointed by how they determined an individual's worth. Even though they had a fire spirit by their side, they felt they could never be a strong fighter like they were expected to be. As we talked we grew closer, and before i even realized, i conjured a new spirit animal. I hadn't even seen it, but they did. It was a small grey rabbit, with a glistening butterfly sitting on it's shoulder. As the event began, the stage was divided into three sections, the three factions of the school. I had invited the person i met to come watch, and urged them to sit in my section. They refused, insisting on sitting in the section that was most looked down upon by the rest of the school... I fell into the section marked by their spirit's strength and power, the next was marked by their grace and beauty, and the last... The one they insisted on joining... Were considered for their "showmanship". Though, their performances were typically considered crued, self serving, or pathetic. As the event went on, my spirit tiger performed, followed by the beauty of a large shining swan, and as the last group began i felt myself being scooped into their arms and brought onto the stage. In my embarrassment i unintentionally conjured the bunny, and they held me up high to show it off to everyone watching. It took me a minute to realize what was happening, what they were doing, and what they meant by it. They exposed a side of myself i didnt know that i had to everyone... And they even implied that side of me had the potential for greatness. I ran, not wanting my weakness on display... Not wanting to have to live up to further expectations... All i wanted to do was hide. The next time i saw them i pelted them with whatever objects i could find. My tiger was gone, along with the brave face i was so used to hiding behind. It felt like all i was left with was my fear... I avoided them and everyone else. They believed in me though, and they came to find me and apologize to me. When they failed to find me or i kept running, they decided to make my apology a public announcement. They didnt kean to hurt me. They didnt know that i wasnt aware it existed, but when they saw the bunny i conjured, a symbol of my truly timid and shy nature, they were hopeful of what it meant to truly be great. If something typically considered small and weak had the potential for greatness they thought there was hope for everyone that had been considered inferior. They said that they had been so excited to see that side of me that they wanted to share it with the entire world.