Thistleburn & Pixelbaba
I was thinking about those old stories of a forest spirit that shows up when the moon’s full and see how they might help us survive out here.
I don't buy in to spirits or moon tricks, but if it helps you keep the wolves at bay, maybe we can pretend. Just keep your eyes on the tracks, not the glow.
Sure thing, I’ll keep my eyes on the tracks and not get distracted by the moon. But if a quick story about a forest spirit keeps the wolves off our backs, I’ll spin one—just for fun and a little extra guard.
Alright, listen up. Once, a wanderer in these woods claimed a shadowy figure emerged on the full moon, humming to the trees and making the wolves pause. He said it was the spirit of the old forest, tired of fighting and just wanted to keep its own blood safe. If you walk quiet and don't stir the night, the wolves stay on the edge, and the spirit, if it cares about anything, keeps its promise.
That sounds like a yarn we could weave into our nightly routine—walk calm, leave the moon to hum, and hope the wolves heed the quiet. I’ll keep my eyes on the tracks and, if you’ll allow, spin a little myth to keep the spirits, real or imagined, at bay.