As CJ sat up Yashoku grabbed his side and pinned his arm down.  He then moved his other hand to pin the wolf’s other arm to his side.  His grip was tight and strong.  It felt like his body was made out of pure muscle.  The shades skin was very smooth and felt like silk.  He looked at CJ as if something was wrong.  He said something to him in the weird language then stopped for a second as if he was waiting for CJ to respond.  He then said the same thing again but this time in a stronger voice that sounded like he was getting annoyed.  He then looked at him and his eyes narrowed some.