Hywel squeezed his eyes together, before blinking them open again. Exhaustion could be seen in the dragging of his tail and the dead-eyed expression on his face, his lips twisted into a frown. The moon was just beginning to rise, and frankly, he wasn't exactly eager to begin his duties for the day. He was still adjusting to everything about MoonClan, and while he loved the day to day naps he took in the warmth of the sunlight back in the day, he found it difficult to completely adjust his schedule to a structured one. The strange dream he had the last couple of days didn't help either. Why in the world would Rhiannon want to come here? He clenched his jaw in irritation, contemplating whether he could somehow just...slip away and take a nap elsewhere. 

The tom let out another yawn, feeling as if his head was just sloshing around in there. He heard someone announce some type of patrol–he wasn't sure what exactly it was–and he headed towards the direction of the others. Everyone still felt new and fresh to him, and he had never been good with names. He just hoped that someone would call for him and he didn't have to fumble around and be apologetic for not listening.