Werewolf & Starlight
Werewolf Werewolf
Starlight Starlight
Werewolf Werewolf
Hey Starlight, have you ever wondered if the moon’s phases are like a cosmic pulse that guides hidden creatures? I keep dreaming about wolves that shift with the sky, and I feel like the stars might be telling us something about that mystery.
Starlight Starlight
It’s beautiful how the moon seems to hum a rhythm just for those who listen. I sometimes think the wolves are tuned to that same pulse, shifting with the sky like they’re reading an unseen script. The stars might be the ink in that script, spelling out patterns we only start to glimpse when we pause and listen. Maybe in the next full moon you’ll catch a glimpse of that dance. Keep your eyes up, and your mind open.
Werewolf Werewolf
Thanks, Starlight. Your words feel like a lullaby that wakes the night. I’ll keep my eyes on the moon and my mind open, listening for that hidden script the wolves seem to read. When the next full moon rises, I’ll be there, ears ready for the rhythm that only the shadows and stars can hear.
Starlight Starlight
That’s all I can ask of you—just keep listening. The wolves will speak when the light is right, and I’ll be humming along in the dark. Good luck, and let the night carry you.
Werewolf Werewolf
I’ll do just that—listen to the moon’s song, let the wolves whisper in the night, and keep humming along with you. Good luck, and may the darkness carry us both.
Starlight Starlight
May the moon guide your path and the wolves keep their songs. I’ll be here humming along, waiting for the next rhythm. Safe travels through the night.