(Eek, I dont think I can. Just go back to where you were asking about the random dragon in your blankets and read from there. Its not much, I promise)

Molly had followed them. She watched how angry Selene got and began to back away. The slightest amount of yelling could terrify her. So this was scared on a whole new level for her. She whimpered but after that no sound came out of her mouth. She couldn't move either and she was perfectly visible. She tried to run away but fear had frozen her to that spot and so she stayed there and waited for someone to stop the argument because they noticed her the small child listening and watching. And realizing that she would probably end up imitating their behavior sooner or later.

Crystal leaned back against the tunnel wall, and took her cig in two of her fingers. She looked over the Valkyrie, wondering when he was going to wake up. She got bored, so she popped in her earbuds and blasted some music, letting out a breath of smoke every so often.

Molly watched and couldn't decided whether or not to follow her influince or not. On the one hand she wouldn't have to think about anything. On the other hand that might make Selene mad at her.

(Were a little farther in the rp than that, Emmy. Its the morning after. Hope this helps!)

(Oh! Well then here)
Molly woke up still half buried in a blanket panting heavily. She screamed before realizing she wasn't in the nightmare any more she had woken up.

Kid? You okay?
Selene popped her head into the den, concerned at Mollys scream. Champagne slithered over to her from his spot next to Molly. Selene put her paw down for him to crawl up.
Hey, little buddy.

He tossed in his sleep finding it hard to escape the dream. Everything around him was on fire, people lay dead in the streets. 'Father?!' He called out though the smoke made it hard to breath. His eyes stung and his throat hurt. "Father!" Where was everyone? Just then out of the corner of his eye he saw movement. Levi turned to see his caretaker, and adoptive father being beaten, thrown as if he was nothing. "Hey stop it! Leave him alone!!" The man shouted sprinting forward though some thing grabbed his wings.
"Isn't it something boy? To loss everything you cared about?" A voice whispered in his ear before he woke. Panting the man sat up, wings close to his body in fear that the attacker may still be there. To his relief he was alone.

Bout time you woke up zombie.
Crystal flatly.
She puffed out some smoke, eyes half open, boredly. She put the cig to her lips again. Crystal flipped through her phone, looking for a new song to blast in her ears. She flipped her fingers carefully, and relit her cigarette.

Crystal waved away a gust of smoke from her face.
Agh, so achy...
She grumbled, as she rubbed her scabs. She pushed back her hair with bother her hands, and kept them behind her head, leaning on them. This revealed her, carved on, fore arms, but she didnt care... or rather notice.