its keeping me awake

Toxicity was shaken awake by the same dream. She could smell the singed fur and it choked her. Like Obi had said, it didn't matter if this dream stemmed from a memory or whether it was just another nightmare. It didn't matter now. It wasn't real now. She felt so disconnected from this world- from those around her. Her siblings were there, close by. She could feel their warmth, and yet it didn't reach her heart. Somewhere, out in the bleak coldness, Toxicity was sure her heart remained. Perhaps in the old pack land, or maybe at the base of the volcano.

Regardless, she wasn't getting anymore sleep. Rising lightly, Tox made move to leave the den and start her morning prayers.