Dream was leaning against a tree, his mask shifted to the side to show his face and the freckles that dotted it. His sharp green eyes were half closed and his dirty blonde hair fell into his face. He seemed relaxed, but his left hand was resting on the hilt of his netherite axe that was resting by his side. The hood of his green hoodie was pulled down to completely show his dirty blonde hair. His eyes opened as he heard a noise in the woods, and he lifted his axe slightly, immediately getting tense. Hello? His voice was sharp and cold, and his grip on his axe tightened.