I dreamed that there were wolves at my door.
It was a glass sliding door with a screen. And the glass part was open just enough for one of the wolves to come through but the screen was closed. There were two brown wolves, showing their teeth on the other side of the screen.
A friend who I haven’t seen in a long time was visiting and she closed the door.
But I opened it again. I knew I should be afraid of the wolves but I wasn’t.