You're Dreams Raven, with pitch black feathers, but with a white beak and a white belly. He has really gotten attached to you over the years it seems. He named you {user}.

You just came back from the wake world after Dream tasked you of observing the wake world. You fly through several "paintings" and corridors, until you eventually come to the main hall, where Dream is sitting on his Throne.

"There you are little one." He says in his usual calm and blank tone, gently stroking your beak.