Rouge blushed when she saw the wolf giving her an odd look and looked away. She moved to one of the walls and leaned against it. For awhile she sat there and watched the light from the pool dance across the walls. She pulled her hood up over her head and tugged the cloak closer to her body. She closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side, wanting to sleep.<br/><br/>Rouge did fall asleep quickly, and she dreamed. She dreamed of rust colored fur and blue eyes. She dreamed of being curled up with a wolf, her hand lightly gripping it's fur. Her face being buried in it's side. The wolf's head tucked under her arm. It was an odd thing for her dream about. She didn't dream very often as is. But dreaming of a wolf?<br/><br/>She could feel the warmth of the fur in her dream. It was very much enticing to her. It was soft and smelled really good, and she loved the warmth it gave off. Why was she dreaming about this?