Sternschnuppe98

"OOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUWWWW!!!!" Ned howled into the night with his son, Jojo, standing next to him with his arms crossed. He was looking up at his werewolf-dad with a slight smile as he took in the echo of his recent howl towards the observatory. Jojo inhaled the night time air before saying anything. "Not bad! I think you need to work on how you end it though; you just stopped it - kind of rushing it." Ned looked at his feet, knowing Jojo was better at howling than anybody. (Especially him.) He was a werewolf, but had only gotten used to it from the day before. When Ned was first transformed, he was depressed and very reluctant to show his fa