It was the pile of clothing that had me a little confused. When I had taken off my nightgown from yesterday it had been covered in fine little hairs. The only thing I had in the whole place that could have left hairs like that was an old fur lined blanket I kept stored away. Had I got it out sleepwalking style in the night? Maybe that had given me the dream.

It did not matter. Instead I warmed up some leftover soup and curled up with a good book on Ancient Rune based Mythology. I would read until bedtime as a reward for a busy day.

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"What the hell!" I said waking once again to a giant furry wall vibrating softly next to me. I poked them hard. Where there had been no effect before this time there was a shift as they rolled over with me still pinned precariously between their chest and paws. I could feel tears forming in my eyes as I pictured being smothered to death before everything settled back to soft snores once more.

"You are a pretty sucky recurring dream buddy." I grumbled this more quietly. Maybe it had been dangerous trying to wake a strange giant wolf. I guess I could try sleeping again. It had worked last time after all.