The Black Bishop

"Daybreak would take the victory easily!" Unoki's eyes widened. K'Yaku looked confused.

"Of course he could!" Habano rolled onto his back again.

"Could we tell him somehow?" Unoki looked back to K'Yaku.

"Well, we'd have to wait for him to return." Habano stretched.

"He could be awhile" Unoki sighed, "You could do with some sleep"

"Heh, I could." Habano rolled back onto his stomach and closed his eyes drowsily.

Unoki paused, taking a ledge.
"That was my power..." She mumbled, "I'm not a Demon, I have the power of transforming into one!" She smiled happily, rolling over to sleep.

Habano was asleep in seconds. A gentle snore sounded from him.

Unoki smiled, and put a paw over her muzzle and slept. K'Yaku observed.

Once in a while, he kicked his legs in the air.

Unoki began to grunt in her sleep.

Habano began to dream of a large fight, ending with a pile of corpses. All of them looked familiar, but he had never seen them before. A shot of pain rocketed through his body before be woke up suddenly.

K'Yaku gave Habano an odd stare.
"No sleep?"

"Uh? Oh, hi." He smiled. "No, just a bad dream."

"Bad dream is Nightmare, yes?" K'Yaku asked.

"Yep! That's right." He rolled onto his side. Despite the softness of the bed, for some reason he could not get comfortable.

"What happen to make dream bad?" K'Yaku asked.

A small pause. "...I actually don't know. Maybe Daybreak would."

K'Yaku was curious.
"Daybreak friend?"

"Yep! My good friend!" He grinned. "Actually, I was terrified of him for a short while but now we're friends and his first daughter Unoki was traveling with me for a while, and then..." He continued to ramble.

"Then...?" K'Yaku prompted.

"And then we met a bunch of wolves who are fighting against your father, and then we met a wolf that rose from the dead. And then we came here," Habano finished.

"Okay" K'Yaku nodded, "Go sleep"

"I'll try." He rolled around a little before finding a soft spot, and curled up.

Unoki mumbled something in her sleep.