Bearclaw Valley Sleep with one eye open, clutching your pillow tight

There had only been a few moments peace before she began to tense up. He opened his eyes and moved closer against her, ears flicking warily. Her body jerked against him and he whimpered "Onyx..." he murmured hesitantly before she began to thrash and kick out. She didn't wake up or seem to hear him as she fought against some unseen monster, a scary sounding whine leaving her maw and shaking him to his core. Then she spoke...that same blasted name and the familiar pleas that often came from her when she was sleeping. "Onyx wake up!" he said in a louder voice though it shook with fear for her. Then suddenly she turned and stared at him and the terror in her gaze wounded him deeply. As she scampered away he lay still, shaking almost as violently as she was. He held her gaze for a moment before doing the only thing he could think of to immediately show he wasn't a threat. He rolled onto his back and exposed his belly, stretching out his throat and muzzle toward her with a placating whine.

"Onyx...it's me Dakarai. Nobody's hurting you...it was a bad dream love, come here. You're safe with me." His voice came out in a tense whisper, his eyes wide with concern and fear. She didn't look like herself at the moment, but more of a wild thing that could lunge at any moment.