a yawn escaped the young weres mouth as he lied on the back porch of his home. His father, a Japanese man with young features, chuckled "You've done nothing all day but you yawn?" A growl was his response, not wanting to communicate, just enjoy the full moon. The twenty something lived a surprisingly comfortable life now, all things considered. Even with only one arm. The moons glow was comforting, though the Howls of others annoyed him. he rolled his eyes and his father chuckled once more, continuing to read whatever book was in hand on the lighted porch that looked into the woods.