Her rear leg kicks lightly across the mattress traveling through a rut she’d made in the sheets with the previous few kicks. You smile; she must be having a dream. It takes you a moment to realize your covers are down at your feet. The warmth surrounding you was all thanks to your bedmate. At some point in the night she’d shifted and ended up laying across your chest with her wings spread over your body and thighs. One of her hind legs stuck out and hooked over yours. You look down and steal a peak at the blue mass attached to you. Her eyelids fluttered in REM; her tail occasionally twitches and brushes across the matted sheets. Each exhale hot-blasts a small piece of sheet against the mattress, it pops back towards her nose upon inhale then repeats. You never thought it would be this interesting to watch a pony sleep.