Jaren jolted up even as the howl still echoed. He shot out of the bed and fell. He was still half asleep afterall. He stumbled and rushed toward the front door. How the hell had Fang gotten out? He tripped and rushed over to fang. He knelt down. Taking off his pajama shirt. Tying it around fang so he could carefully pull him inside. He got him slowly into the bathroom and lifted him up into the tub. Grabbing gauze, a special cream for stopping bleeding and healing bruising, surgical tape, and a special sopa that wouldn't sting too much. He then turned on the water. Carefully washing Fang and tending to the cleaning. He spoke to Fang half asleep. "Hang in there Fang. This gonna hurt a little bit. He then turned the water off. Taking a towel and drying Fang carefully. Gently rubbing the cream into and over all the injuries. He then wrapped them and got them held in place. It was a very large round tub. He pulled Fang gently to laying on him and his head on his side. Curling up at the bottom of the tub. His arm draped around Fang in a supportive and caring way. He fell back asleep. "It be okay now Fang..." he said as he drifted off.