Ethan Chandler

He couldn't remember the last few days… it happened from time to time; he'd long since stopped getting upset about waking up somewhere he was absolutely certain he hadn't gone to sleep. This time, however, he stared at the letters above his head a little longer. Japan? How the heck did he end up in Japan? He felt around in his pockets… no passport, no money. Apparently, a damn Lupine could enter a country without any trouble, while he, as a human, would probably have a hard time leaving it again.
“Maybe I can swim…” he muttered to himself.  First of all, he needed a cup of coffee, after that, he’d figure out how to explain to someone that his travel documents were probably lying somewhere between London and Japan, along with his other pants and decent clothes.