Nightmares?

[Nox]

Nox didn't like the sound of all those serpents. The ouroborous was the Atharim symbol and that was too close to reality. He didn't like the sounds of it at all - particularly from the dream world itself. He understood fears and subconscious dreaming, but this he knew little about. He hugged Elyse and spoke quietly. "Sometimes dreamers dream of prophecy. It usually is never anything good."
He knew that wouldn't exactly help but he didn't know what else to say.

"Nothing like that has ever happened before?"
Nox wondered how communication with the wolves worked. He wondered a great many things about her ability. No one really studied them. No one really cared. Maybe it was time the Atharim started learning about the things they hunted on a more personal level. They already used Furia. Why were Sentients and Wolfkin any different. Even the reborn gods could be useful - he was living proof of that. Since he'd come into his own power he'd become a better hunter - far better than his father could have ever dreamed of.

He'd killed Oni with one shot before the power, but now it could take down waves and waves of on coming monsters. He could feel the power in that feat. He'd saved Elyse then, he'd save her now even if it ended him. Nox didn't want to make her relive the images but maybe while they were fresh it was best to at least sketch them out. "You any good at drawing? Maybe the images will mean something to someone else. Even a crude sketch could help."