08-03-2020, 12:03 PM
He seemed upset.Sierra didn't think he was angry at her -- maybe himself. Something had happened in the dream. He busied himself making coffee. It smelled wonderful, but she couldn't help but pick out Tristan's emotions from the lingering smells. The pups were watching from their space on the floor. Sierra wished she could speak with Bre. The poor pup must feel left out even though Never tried to speak to her all the time.
"Sorta. The wolves warn of it -- about not not fully going into the dream. It's dangerous. If you are there fully you can die. We all learn this the hard way if we do not have someone to show us the way." Even little pups like Never needed a guide -- they had instinct, but that wasn't always enough.
"I cut myself on an arrow once in the dream and woke up bleeding, but I had Snow with me to teach me to be careful. But he let me hurt myself so I'd learn. He was still a pup himself, but before his mother had died he's been taught the same way. A bee stung his nose." Sierra automatically relayed the images but Tristan couldn't hear her, but Never sent back his own response -- his own be sting. "Never says he was stung too in the dream."
Sierra took the cup from Tristan when it was ready and warmed her hands on the cup. "Do you want to talk about what happened in the dream?" Sierra didn't mention that she's slept on the floor because of his movements. He would take it the wrong way and it felt as if maybe she should have known he was too far in the dream. She was not the wise wolf they needed. Sierra missed Snow -- he'd been a pup, but wolves grow so much faster than humans. Their instints taught them more -- but it was the shared memories that impacted it more. Never was still learning -- every night he met with Alpha and they ran through the woods of their home and he learned as wolf learns. Sierra felt bad for taking him from there. But he wanted to come she remembered.
"Sorta. The wolves warn of it -- about not not fully going into the dream. It's dangerous. If you are there fully you can die. We all learn this the hard way if we do not have someone to show us the way." Even little pups like Never needed a guide -- they had instinct, but that wasn't always enough.
"I cut myself on an arrow once in the dream and woke up bleeding, but I had Snow with me to teach me to be careful. But he let me hurt myself so I'd learn. He was still a pup himself, but before his mother had died he's been taught the same way. A bee stung his nose." Sierra automatically relayed the images but Tristan couldn't hear her, but Never sent back his own response -- his own be sting. "Never says he was stung too in the dream."
Sierra took the cup from Tristan when it was ready and warmed her hands on the cup. "Do you want to talk about what happened in the dream?" Sierra didn't mention that she's slept on the floor because of his movements. He would take it the wrong way and it felt as if maybe she should have known he was too far in the dream. She was not the wise wolf they needed. Sierra missed Snow -- he'd been a pup, but wolves grow so much faster than humans. Their instints taught them more -- but it was the shared memories that impacted it more. Never was still learning -- every night he met with Alpha and they ran through the woods of their home and he learned as wolf learns. Sierra felt bad for taking him from there. But he wanted to come she remembered.