A pack of wolves interrupts my dreams and kills everyone
Hello there, I'm new to this forum.
I have a recurrent event happening in some of my dreams. Out of nowhere, I'll hear wolves howling and then they show up and slaughter everyone around me. However, they never attack me or even show any signs of aggression towards me. I'll describe the only two dreams I can remember right now, though I'm sure I've seen them appear more than two times.
The first one involved me going to a party in the city I was in while doing my student exchange. I met many friends I hadn't seen in two years, and I felt great. The atmosphere was very cheerful. Suddenly, all the lights went down and I heard wolves howling. I remember being conquered by a sensation of horror, and I was unable to move. I heard the wolves make their way into the room and start killing everybody. I did not see them, but they felt black to me. I remember the screams, and the sounds of chunks of flesh being ripped out of people. Then, I heard something like a "SWAT Team" gathering up (my dad was there with them, though I didn't see him) outside the building, and they started shooting through the walls and killing all the wolves. The bullets left holes in the wall that let daylight come into the room. I was relieved and surprised I wasn't eaten by wolves nor hit by a bullet. I was also relieved my dad had come to save me (he often did this in real life, every time I got in trouble at school), and I really couldn't believe I had made it alive.
In another dream (with many months of separation), I was partying with my classmates in what seemed like the outskirts of some small town. There was a shed, that was packed with people drinking and making out and having sex, and some others were scattered around the shed talking and laughing. Then the howling began, and this time I actually saw the wolves. They were white (or maybe grey, I'm not sure), and they too started attacking everybody. Again, everybody but me. People started running to the shed, and there was a panic. I was standing in the porch, feeling like it was my fault everybody was getting killed. Then, out of nowhere, a group of knights in shiny white armour (it sounds corny but that's what it was) wielding big swords appeared and started slaying all the wolves. They saved us, but I wasn't as relieved as I ought to be.
I'm almost 100% positive that I've had other significant dreams about wolves, even though I can't remember them. They just feel so... familiar.
I did some research and read about animal totems. I don't know if I believe in such things, but apparently the wolf is my totem. I haven't seen the wolves in a while now, and even though they killed people I was hanging out with... I kind of miss them. They looked at me like I was one of them. It's very hard to explain.
Does anyone have some insight on the subject?
