Snippet #2659560

Tyson, who had fallen into a deep state of REM sleep, suddenly sits up with fangs and claws fully extended. A look of fear, pain, sadness and anger as he looked around. Upon seeing the others he relaxed and propped himself up in the corner of the alcove. His body was still a little out of sorts from his long day but thanks to the rest and healing, he felt a lot better."Addy... were you... Alek...? Its about time. What's the matter, little fox not that quick or cunning? And were is my buddy Rooke? Puki beautiful as always. Why does everyone look so worried, and what smells so good." That's when his stomach decided to make the loudest rumble it could and reminded him that he had skipped breakfast. He started debating how and when to till the others about everything, the way he really feels, about his brother and sister and about... him... about being an eraser. "I'll wait till everyone is sitting down and I've had a chance to eat, then I got to just come out and say it." he thought to himself, of course having had the dreams, or more accurately nightmares, he just had should help him talk about everything.