While CJ dozed during his little nap he didn’t know what was going on outside of the room he was in. He had no idea about Yashoku transforming into something else and he also had no real idea about Nahadnowen trying to do something about that as well. CJ’s tail stopped wagging and went limp, his ears perking straight up in a sense that something around him was beginning to feel wrong, although in a cold sleep he was ignoring most of the signals that his body was trying to give him. Rolling over in the bed, CJ grumbled something to him, the wolf mumbling something about feeling something odd. Trying to pull the covers over his head, CJ yawned to himself and snuggled up against one of the pillows. For a brief moment the wolf thought he heard someone shouting something outside of his room. The wolf’s eyes soon opened as he rolled onto his back and felt something pushing down on his belly. His vision was blurry and all he could see was a shadow in front of him. Yawning some he shook his head, trying to wake himself up. As he opened his eyes for a second time his eyes went wider seeing the shadow like creature in front of him, talking in some language he couldn’t really understand. Whining some, the wolf tries to quickly sit up and reach for his guitar.