Beyt frowned a bit when Jhene left after explaining more about the woman and the bird. She really wanted to continue that conversation but figured everyone was tired. They could always finish the conversation in the morning, she figured, though she knew Gimmel just wanted to leave. Couldnâ€™t blame him either, honestly Beyt wasnâ€™t really sure she trusted these strangers either. Sure they did give them food and a place to rest for the night but there was not enough friendly air floating about for her to be completely comfortable around them. She suspected Gimmel was aware as well but then again he was always wary. Honestly she wished he would just ease up, that way maybe they could make some friends, but he always had to rub everyone the wrong way.<br/><br/>She sighed to herself before curling up to keep herself warm and then closing her eyes. It took her a moment to find a comfortable enough position. Gimmel, who was the one who slept a little easier than she did, was already fast asleep from what she could tell. Usually when one fell asleep, the other would stay awake a bit longer and keep watch, nudging the one that was asleep to wake up once they felt they needed a rest. It was another one of their ways of surviving.<br/><br/>While she slept, she dreamed of the woman and the bird, the wolves as well. There was a wide open field where she and Gimmel ran as fast as their legs would carry them, much like the field back home. The sun was out and everything looked so bright, so clean, and much different from the dying forest back home however. Even if it was a dream Beyt could feel the wind brushing against her face and hear the birds singing. It was almost like it was from a time long ago, a time that has been forgotten by the few who struggle to live on in this society. She didnâ€™t want the dream to end. She wanted to be here forever and not wake up; her dreams were always like this. So pleasant.<br/><br/>This was how it should be in her eyes: peaceful.<br/><br/>Gimmel, on the other hand, was not having as nice of a dream. There was a lot of fire and darkness in spite of the pleasant field he was running on. The fire consumed everything, leaving behind a dead wasteland covered in ash. It was gaining on him fast and the hot sparks singed his tail as it slowly reached out to grab him and consume him as well. He was not sure how long he ran or how far, but soon he hit a river and everything went peaceful for a moment. Gimmel knew this had to be too good to be true, but he still pushed on, crossing the river. When he got there he noticed a strange shrine that was similar to the structure he had fallen asleep in.<br/><br/>Was this a memory of the past, he wondered? If so, why was it so vivid? Dreams where hardly ever this vividâ€¦ When the shrine suddenly collapsed in front of him he had his doubts.<br/><br/>He shot awake then, staring off into the darkness before him before deciding to head outside for some fresh air, being careful not to wake the others.