OOC: I think it's your computer, I see them fine.
IC: Watcher gasped, this time in the dream he swallowed water. He was running out of air. The old wolf... reach the wolf and he'd be safe. The old wolf... Watcher coughed and gasped as he saw one of the sea-wolves come up behind him and grab him by the back of the neck. Watcher tried to howl in horror, but water filled his throat and he coughed. Watcher woke up in the den he and SnowShoe had made. He coughed up a clump of moss, apparently he had rolled over while sleeping and the lack of air had caused the dream. He coughed again and shuddered, huddling down with his muzzle buried in his paws.
OOC: for the record, the wolf in Watcher's dream wasn't actually murdered