Yogi let out a cry of alarm when Gar got thrown back, but was glad to see he kept his feet like a true cat. He shifted his own stance to be closer, his blades up and ready to keep fight, the silver dulled with ichor. Yogi's arms and legs tremble from exhaustion. Could you become exhausted in dreams? He sure felt like it.
"How do we make them stop? Or wake me up?" he asked, not really expecting an answer. Why? Why couldn't he remember more about them? He knew what they were, but nothing more than that. It didn't tell him anything!
How had he woken from his dream before? Because it had to be a dream. A nightmare. He had had it many times, but how had he woken up?! Another monster leapt in, Yogi lunging forward with a quick snap of his wrist and slicing though the creature.
okay now how to get them out, because i realize now I didn't think of an exit strategy, haha
"How do we make them stop? Or wake me up?" he asked, not really expecting an answer. Why? Why couldn't he remember more about them? He knew what they were, but nothing more than that. It didn't tell him anything!
How had he woken from his dream before? Because it had to be a dream. A nightmare. He had had it many times, but how had he woken up?! Another monster leapt in, Yogi lunging forward with a quick snap of his wrist and slicing though the creature.