I Met My Sleep Paralysis Demon.

After their run-in with the leopard seal, and the sloppy patchwork he had completed on Aresenn’s leg, Sephiran was long overdue for some rest. So when they found a decent place to shelter down for the night, he plopped down and went straight to sleep. He kept his back against the wall, his front half toward the opening, to give him quick access to escape should something go down- just like his father taught him.

But he wasn’t the lightest sleeper. So it took some prompting from Aresenn before he finally responded with a gruff, half-awake "Huh," rolling over onto his belly while stretching his front legs out. When his eyes opened, he saw Aresenn standing before him, staring out into the clearing. Sephiran immediately picked up on the pirate’s body language, which made him morph into a defensive posture out of instinct. He stood up, taking a few slow steps to stand beside Aresenn. And that’s when he saw the bear.

“What the fuck is that?” He whispered, eyes widening at the sheer size of the bear. It was bigger than a grizzly, and all-white in color, which helped it blend in with the patches of snow on the foliage and ground. An aura of danger surrounded it, even more so than the seal, crocodile, and grizzly they had killed together. And it excited him.

"Speech"