Paws scraping the ground, running, jumping, chasing, fighting.

The sky above rumbled with thunder, shaking the land as rain pored from above, soaking every wolf to the bone.

Blood dripping from wounds inflicted by the sharp canines of the attackers, the traitors. Their eyes glowing with bloodlust and hatred.

Bodies lying limply on the muddy forest floor, their fur caked with blood and mud, their eyes closed to the world. Breaths faint. Breathing shallow.

Anya watched the scene take place in front of her, but could do nothing to help.
She was powerless as she watched her pack in pain, the battle over but pain and suffering everywhere.
It was like she was watching from behind an invisible wall, making it impossible for her to intervene.

The enemy wolves that cause this hell were gone... The battle won but what had been lost.

Hearing a whine Anya looked down on Lewis, his black wolf form protectively standing over Hannah wolf form, her tan fur crimson with fresh blood.
Her eyes struggling to keep open she whined in pain as Lewis helped her to her feet, her whole body struggling to stay upright.
Rythian and Duncan limping to help the injured female. Even with their numerous own injuries they helped to support Hannah, her body slowly breaking down even with the support but she had determination in her eyes, her gaze fixed on the other side of the battlefield.

"No! Don't leave us! Don't leave me!"
A voice called out across area, from the direction of Hannah's stare, the owner of the voice pulling at Anya's heart.

"No, no don't give up, please don't give up" Smith's voice called in desperation his brown form over another wolf, but which wolf? Anya couldn't tell from her angle.
She could see the tears run down Smith's snout, while Ross and Trott tried to pulled him from the lifeless body he lay on.
"Leave me!" Smith growled making the two wolves back off as he continued to morn.

By now the whole pack stood around Smith and this unknown wolf. Studying the pack Anya checked the pack for its members, three she didn't recognise but she knew they were a sad as the rest of the pack.

Who was the wolf on the floor?

As if in slow motion Anya watched while one by one the wolves disappeared like smoke;
Lewis, Simon, Hannah.
Kim, Martyn, Kaeyi.
Duncan, Sjin, Rythian.
The three unknown wolves.
Ross, Trott, Parv.

Then finally Smith revealing the mystery wolf.

Anya gasped as she looked into the wolves pure blue eyes.
Her eyes!
She was looking at herself!
Looking down on her lifeless body!

-~-

"Anya! Anya! Wake up! Wake up!" Kim called out in panic, trying to wake Anya as she thrashed about, shouted and cried in her sleep. Must be one hell of a nightmare.

"Anya!!" Kim shouted again, if she shouted much more the people in flat opposite would probably call 999.

Gasping for air Anya shot upright in her bed nearly head butting Kim in the process.
"Jesus Anya! What the hell were you dreaming about! I thought you were having a fit!" Kim explained rubbing Anya's back as she caught her breath, the tears streaming down her face.

"A nightmare, a really really horrid one" Anya mumbled still panting like she has run miles.
Kim sighed, "Think we've learned never to have chocolate before bed again".
Anya nodded, "Never again!"

-~-

At work Anya couldn't shake the horrific sights from her dream, they were so vivid, so real.

"Hey daydreamer!" Teutron shouted across the creators room throwing a ball of paper in Anya's direction, hitting her.
"Um, yea? Sorry" she replied snapping back to reality.
"Your worse that Perkins and that's saying something!" Teutron laughed before beaconing Anya over to his disk.

"Since your a member of the Yogscast, that means an amazingly accurate icon done by your truly" Teuron chuckled but Anya heard Tom C sigh in the background due to Teuron's charisma.

Anya smiled and looked at the icon on his screen, and right enough there was an official Yogscast icon. Long brown hair, blue eyes and a grin, yup it was Anya.

"I love it Teuts" Anya smiled hugging the artist who laughed, "Yup it's amazing isn't it! Anyway Minty will add it to the 'Yogscast Team' page of the website and it will be official!"

Perkins appeared at the door and waved over at Anya getting her attention, "Hey Anya! Fancy helping me with the PO Box we seriously need to do some sorting and delivering".
"Sure"
Finally something to take her mind off the nightmare.

-~-

"Hey Aurora are you alright? You seen a bit well... distracted" Smith questioned as he ran alongside Anya, the two wolves patrolling the territory during their lunch break.

"I'm fine, just didn't sleep well last night" Anya answered keeping the truth to herself. Smith huffed under his breath looking across at Anya, he could tell something was wrong but if she wouldn't tell him there was no other way he would learn what it was.

"I heard you met Parv last night" Smith said changing the conversation which made Anya blush under her fur.
"Yea I did" she answered and Smith rolled his eyes, "He didn't shut up about you all the time we were talking this morning".

"Oh really... That was nice of him" Anya replied. Shaking his head Smith stopped running, "It's not okay if your my mate, he needs to keep his paws off you".

Anya skidded to a halt and looked at the brown wolf, "He didn't put his paws on me! We just talked" she growled slightly at Smith over protection.
Sighing Smith lowered his head submissively, "Sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out like that, it's just I finally have a mate and the thought of losing you is unthinkable".

At this statement Anya couldn't help but think of the hurt she seen Smith in, in her dream. Walking up to him she nuzzled his neck, holding back the tears she muttered softly "I'm not going anywhere, I'm yours".

Smith relaxed and licked Anya's forehead, "And I'm yours".

-~-

Forcing the nightmare into the back of her mind, it was just a nightmare us to chocolate before bed, Anya continued the day like normal, well as normal as working at Yogtowers could be.

"Hey Anya fancy a Nerf gun fight before you have to help with the stream?" Trott cheered appearing at the creators room door, gun in hand, Ross and Smith behind him with their own guns.
Rolling her eyes she shrugged, "Sure why not!"

<><Authors Note><>
Slightly shorter chapter but I have alot planned!
My evil imagination got me at the beginning sorry.... 😣
Hope you are still enjoying!
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~Leigh 🐾