From Time to Time

It did not seem to take long for the two wolves to fall sleep, and just as they seemed to be getting to that point of deep sleep the woman began to stir. Paws twitched, her breathing quickening.

She was running through a world of darkness, she didn't know why, just knew she had to keep going or else something bad would happen. At first the ground was cold and hard, grey like stone. Then it morphed, turning to soft earth, plants and grass sprouting up here and there. The path she ran along with light with gentle golden rays of sunlight, but outside of the path big enough for her, it was dark, she could feel its coldness brush against her body.

In reality her legs were moving, not much but enough to be noticed. And within seconds it went from this to soft whines slipping from her lips, the dream turning to a nightmare, blood filling the path, cries of pain, plees for help roaring in her ears. "Stop... no... please..." Her soft whines echoed in the den, body curling up, tail going between her legs.

Before she knew it there were two forms before her, an adult male and a young female, not even a year old. The man began to be sliced, deep wounds formed in his body, blood spilling out and squirting around him. She froze, eyes wide, ears back, body trembling. In the den her body was shaking, growling and whining, pawing at the air.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"