Nero was laying down in a far corner of the camp. His eyes were closed, body twitching as he experienced one of the many nightmares he had of his family. In his nightmare, they were alive, just barely. They're eyes were staring at him blankly. Then, Nero's mother reached out comfortingly to him. Nero approached her slowly. His mother's comforting smile became a sneer and he was dragged down by his siblings. They were going to kill him...
Nero blinked his emerald green eyes open suddenly. His breath came out rapidly and his heart pounded against his chest. Nero pulled himself upright, trying to calm himself down. He glanced around, almost expecting to find his family ready to attack him again, this time in real life, but there was nothing. The young pup shook his black-furred head. Even though he was safe in camp, he still had nightmares like this. Nightmares about his dead family. Nero sighed.