I was aware that I was dreaming. For awhile now, i've been able to keep myself conscious enough to know which realm I walked in. The easiest tell that I was dreaming was the reoccurring theme in each: stars. I had walked among galaxies and constellations, seen myself reborn as stardust. Tonight was no different. I walked through the empty expanse of space, the stars that painted my fur appearing to glow like the real stars around me. Usually my dreams had little to no purpose than to expose my bloodline to me, but this one was different. There was a light, misplaced and somehow brighter than the stars around me. My dark form drifted closer to it, curiosity peaked as I had never seen this before. As I moved closer, my sea blue eyes wincing from the brightness, I began to notice a figure within it. Closer and closer I drew until I could clearly see a white, male wolf with large angel wings looking at me with violet eyes much like my mothers. We stared at each other for a moment, my head tilting curiously. He simply smiled at me, like he knew me, but did not say anything.
The voice of mother pulled me back to the real world. Sometimes she had the worst timing, but I could not be mad at her; there was a sensation in my gut that I would be seeing that strange wolf again in my dreams, that he would play a big role in my life in some way. My eyes flickered open to glance at the familiar gray form of my mother Aviias before I allowed the weight of sleep to pull them back down and rolled to my other side, facing away from her. I may not be able to reconnect with the dream anymore, but that did not mean I could not go back to sleep. My mother had other plans in mind however, and, before I could react, had lifted me by my scruff and tossed me gently into the direct sunlight that filtered into the den. I groaned as the light irritated my eyes and the cold air that washed in through the opening touched my warm body. I guess I didn't have a choice today.
I yawned and stretched out my body as my mother, now satisfied with my awake state, moved on to my brother Hektor and father Guardian. I yawned, exposing my sharp, white puppy teeth before I stretched out my limbs. My dark gray ears flicked at the sound of my brother, now awake and as boisterous as ever. He was so hyper all the time, it was hard to keep up with him. He needed to take a lesson from me and learn how to kick back and relax from time to time. I didn't pay any attention to my mother's words as she got my brother to wake our father up, I was too busy staring out the opening of our den. There were birds hoping around, blue birds, and they fascinated me. What it must be like to have wings and be able to fly high in the sky......
"Good morning sleeping beauties!" my mom's voice chimed, turning my attention back to my family. I immediately rose to my paws and waddled over to my mom, flopping down between her paws as this was the place I was most comfortable. Call me a momma's boy I guess. "Today we're going to go meet some very special wolves" She exclaimed excitedly, and I looked up at her curiously, my head tilting and ears flopping over in a way that only a puppy can manage. Who were we gong to meet and why was these wolves were so important that I had to wake up early for them? I was already handsome but I needed my beauty sleep too. But mother completely ignored the questions written on my face and turned her attention to father. Oh well, I guess it's what I get for not voicing said questions.
"I think its time that we met your parents, all of us together," Aviias continued, and I blinked in confusion. Father's parents? I guess I had never really thought that Guardian would have a mom and a dad, I know mother didn't. Maybe that was what Hektor was babbling on about the other day, I pondered quietly to myself, I hadn't really been listening though so. I didn't even bother trying to get up and leave like brother, I knew mother would want to clean us so I simply waited for my turn patiently; I could get it over faster and be even more handsome. Hektor did not realize this though and had to be scooped up and pinned down beside me in her paws. If he could ever just sit still, things would be less...tedious. When he was finally done and released to run to scamper outside, it was my turn. I allowed my mother to run her tongue over me and roll me over, making sure I was clean before I to was allowed to leave. I slowly stood and lumbered out after Hektor to see what he was up to
My blue eyes watched my brother with amusement. I had thought about telling him about my dreams and last nights dream specifically, but I knew he would just blab about it to everyone and I didn't want everyone knowing. I also couldn't tell mom and dad because I don't think they'd know or understand, and I don't want them thinking something is wrong with me or worrying. This didn't mean I didn't love my family, I loved them more than I voiced sometimes perhaps, but I was a wolf of action over words. I was always keeping a watchful eye over Hektor so he didn't get into trouble or hurt himself. I just wanted him to be safe and happy, to always keep having fun like he does. I also tried to be well behaved for mother and father, and take to heart everything they taught me. Little things but they added up.
Mother and father finally exited the den, turning my attention to them as father led us to where ever these wolves mom was talking about were. Mother had told me that Hektor and I had a lot of family, that I was part of an extensive bloodline known as the angels. Father had taught us some of the angel history, starting with a wolf named Heyel. He even taught us latin, though I never used it around mother because I knew she didn't know how to speak it and it would be rude. I waddled beside my brother easily, through our sessions of play I had learned that he was stronger than me but I was much faster, adding to the many ways we contrasted (colors, personality, skill).
It wasn't too long of a walk, even for our little legs, before we made it to where we were supposed to be going. It was a den. Neither Hektor nor I were allowed and closer in curiosity, as mother grabbed us both and seated us beside her. Her violet eyes conveyed the silent message to behave, though I knew it was more directed to my hyperactive brother. I couldn't deny my overall excitment that caused my tail to wag as I waited and watched with my blue eyes. Who were we meeting?