He looks at her and was panting a bit. Tongue hanging out of his mouth as he cooled himself down. He finished off the delicious chicken she had given him. Looking at her and tilted his head. Well as best a wolf could do that. He watched her relaxing and closing her eyes. She seemed to be really stressed out. He didn't understand why but then again he didn't understand how or why she could understand him. He looks at her and lets out a playful bark type sound. "You aren't crazy. Nor are you dreaming. It is very hard for two people to have the same dream. Let alone one of them being in pain during the dream." he points out. Panting a bit more. "I think I will be okay. Just hurt a bit." He says in a soft whine and yip. He lay his head on his paws again. "Was running from some people who kept yelling I was evil. They shot me with a gun and I barely managed to escape them by jumping into the rapids river." He says truthfully. "What is your name? Mine is Brian. Mother gave it to me."