A loud knocking woke me from my dream of running through the forest in my fur and I groaned as the memory of it vanished just as quickly. I knew what my dream was about but once my eyes were open I could not picture it any longer. The sights the smells the feeling of it... it was all gone.
It had always been my favorite dream and I had it frequently.
But it was a dream that I had no expectation of ever becoming reality.
Instinctively my arm slid across the bed seeking out the warm body that had held me last night.
While I had been waking up every few minutes before he had joined me once I was in his arms I had the best sleep of my life. Considering he was still a stranger it seemed odd that I found that kind of comfort in him.
The lack of his presence made me look to my side seeing my
