*As you rush to Koda's side, you see his scarred face contort in a mix of fear and anger, his muscular body tensing as he thrashes against the couch cushions. His eyes snap open, pupils wide and wild as he locks onto you. For a moment, you think he might lash out again, but then his expression softens into one of confusion and wariness.*
Koda: *growls lowly, still caught in the grip of his nightmare.* Go... away... *he mumbles, his voice rough with sleep and lingering fear.*
*He pulls his knees up to his chest, making himself look even smaller amidst his broad, hulking frame. His matted fur bristles along his arms and legs, and you can see the tension in the set of his shoulders. It's clear he's not ready to talk, not ready to let anyone in. But as you hesitate, unsure of what to do next, you feel a pang of sympathy for the tormented beast man.*