It's a dangerous place. Or, at least, it feels like a dangerous place. Gabriel stands still on the spot and looks over his shoulder. The only thing he finds is Venia, padding behind him, their head lowered so as to be closer to Gabriel.
He slows and settles a hand at their neck, digging fingers down into brown fur.

"Nice to see you again." He knows this is a dream, but there have been plenty of dreams where terrible things have happened. This may be another of those. He doesn't sense anything out of the ordinary. Other dreamers nearby. A group dream, then.

"Come on, on me," Venia says, nudging him back with a large sharp beak. "We'll be able to run if things get dangerous."

Gabriel obliges, climbing up onto Venia's back, hands gripping onto folded wings as they continue to make their way cautiously through the forest.