No, everything was all wrong. The dream had hit him like a ton of bricks, cascading into his world of perfect dreams and turning them into nightmares. The dream visitor was gone, hushed away by some unimaginable force. N​ó​ttin awoke with a start after that, feeling the absence of his love straying away from him. But she wasn't gone for long. The feeling of her smaller paw against him, forced him to wake further and regain himself. I'm here Dalmatia. What's going on? Did you have the same dream?

N​ó​ttin got to his feet, heading straight for the den exit when he noticed the pelt that had blocked off the outside world was gone. Outside the world was grey and completely clouded over, the cold snap harder then any he had experienced before. Something's not right. Maybe we should call the others. The Pillar was hesitant though, for he did not want anyone else out there in that hell. Blue eyes peeked outside a little further, trying to get a good gauge on the exact condition. Then he headed straight back to his spotted dove, a grimace on his face. I don't like the look of this.