Skill:
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The softness of his breath broke the silence of his sleep. Ominous quietude lingered, and all he could hear was the rattled inhale of wind as it rushed into his nostrils. Strange. Something had pulled him from his slumber — something urgent. But the air that greeted him smelled suddenly unfamiliar. The warm, herbal scent of his siblings had all but disappeared.
Torben would lift his head, realizing that he was no longer in a den ... but instead in a hazy field. Thick, rolling fog obscured his vision, making it nearly impossible for him to see much beyond his own nose. It appeared as nothing more than a strange labyrinth, abnormalities clouding every sense and leaving him feeling ...
... lost.
The large male would pull himself upward, cinnamon eyes peering toward an impossibly black sky. A pitter patter of panic paddled around in the base of his chest, rising to a tightness in his throat as he dared to croak:
Sage?Silence persisted, heavy and haunting.
Alti?His words were absorbed by the dense fog.
A dream.
It had to be a dream, right?
The bear would push forward a few steps, swishing through the tall grass and feeling the chill of the midnight dew against his skin. Darkness swallowed him, leaving him impossibly lost in what he could only presume was an eerie dreamscape.