<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/ca/cd/b9/cacdb965ed50a154e0a222443ac6d7a7.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name/Alias:</strong>Grey Wolf<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Erm...<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kordes, the royal capital of the continent Rosalia {Western Pan-Germany}<br/><strong>Current Action(s):</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Snow White, Rumplestiltskin, Sebastian?<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Gray's ears perked up.<br/><br/>It was the middle of the night.  After Maleficent had been escorted out, Doc had seen to it that the guests were shown to their quarters, including the magic wolf.  He slept soundly... until his bestial senses picked up on something.  Something was happening.  Someone was... in trouble.<br/><br/>Was it his ears or his nose that picked up on it?  Perhaps it was his magical senses.  Sometimes he had those mixed up.  Either way... that didn't matter right now.  Springing to his feet, the large grey-furred canine slipped out of his bed chambers and into the hallway.  He listened closely... where was the distress coming from?<br/><br/>He could hear... groaning... raised heartbeat... the scent of fear.  Normally, he would pass this off as someone having a nightmare.  There was plenty of those to go around after all, himself included.  Ever since the tragic death of his friends and family, there was hardly a good night's sleep for him to enjoy.  Still... he could tell that this nightmare was different.  The sounds... the scent... it was coming from...<br/><br/>Oh no...<br/><br/>Gritting his fangs, Gray bounded down the hallway, slipping through the night and making his way directly to the Queen's chambers.  The Queen's disturbed slumber... it was subtle.  The signs were hardly there.  He could hardly blame anyone for missing those signs.  He was half-doubting himself at this point, but if there was even the slightest possibility, then he felt he would regret not taking action immediately.<br/><br/>Snow White's pulse was getting quick.  The wolf's ears could pick up on her panicked breathing patterns.  Panicked... was she really panicked?  If she were still asleep and considering how a sleeping person normally breathed, then...<br/><br/>Noticing Sebastian in the hallway, the wolf growled at him and said, "The Queen is in trouble."<br/><br/>No time to think about it.  He sprang into the queen's chambers.  Magic...<br/><br/>A curse?<br/><br/>Was it Malificent's work?<br/><br/>No... if his senses did not betray him, then it was the work of someone else.  Something... else...<br/><br/>The wolf made his way over to the Queen's bedside as quickly as he could.  He looked down on her sleeping face, taking immediate note of the terrified expression on her face even as she slept.<br/><br/>How did it go again?  It had been a while since he entered another person's dream.  Ah... right.  Even if it had been a while, Baba Yaga practically beat those lessons into his head so hard so that he may recall them whenever he had need of them... which was right now.<br/><br/>Placing his paws on the Queen's arms and resting his head on her bed, Gray close his eyes and concentrated...<br/><br/>Within seconds, he had appeared in Snow White's dream, inches away from Rumplestiltskin's face.  Gray growled angrily, warning him to back off and away from the Queen.<br/><br/>The wolf turned his head toward Snow White and said to her, "Your majesty!  You need to wake up, right now!"