Nahadnowen recoiled instinctively when Alger slammed his fist straight through the door. A few splinters hit him, but were small enough to be neutralized by the fish's thin cover of slime before they could damage his skin.<br/><br/>When the noise and falling debris ceased, he looked up at the hole in the door. He judged it to be large enough for him to fly through. Ignoring Alger, not stopping to think of why Yashoku hadn't answered or where he was now, Nahad sprang through the door and into CJ's room.<br/><br/>He looked around frantically, seeing no sign of Yashoku. He dropped his cane in surprise when he saw the humanoid wolf, whom he'd never properly met, lying comatose on his bed. Nahad's mind was focused on the wolf's well-being to the exclusion of wariness.<br/><br/>The lungfish sailed right up to the wolf and yanked one of his ears with unmistakeable urgency. After all, how was he to know whether the wolf was simply asleep, or whether he'd been knocked unconscious by life-threatening injuries? "Can you hear me?! Hey! Wake up! Wake up!"<br/><br/>(At this point I think it would be a good idea to wait for Jag to post.)