His name, translated in English, was "Touch."
In some parts of the dream, he was a polar bear.
In others, I'm pretty sure he could shape-shift into a boy, though I never saw his face, only his back.
We discovered our neighbors ran a circus. They had a lion, leopard, ocelot, serval, etc. that were being abused. The authorities came to shut their circus down and take their animals away, but before they did they came to our house to ask a few questions. When they learned about Touch, they wanted to take him away, too. But somehow he overheard them say this and ran away.
I think we owned a Mexican restaurant, and the men that helped us run it tried their best to convince the police that Touch wasn't the same as the animals from the circus, but they wouldn't listen. They were going to wait until he came back.
currently listening to: All Of This by The Naked & Famous