I was in a hotel at a furry convention walking down a flight of stairs. When I reached the bottom, I found myself in a large hall with lots of attendees and fursuiters milling around. One of the fursuiters was standing behind a boy who was seated at a table in front of a birthday cake. There were several video cameras mounted on tripods recording the event.
This dream was set in the middle of the city on a sidewalk. There were arrows flying back and forth through the air. Two furries, one a male wolf morph and the other a female cat, draped in light armor were back to back in the middle of it all trying to fend of an attack from an unseen army all around them. After looking at them for a while, I realized that they were armed with toy plastic bows and plastic arrows with suction tips.
Then I was inside a bus. Two kids who looked like bear cubs got on the bus and as they sat down, one of them said "Better get back before they discover our secret identities."