Moony's turn

Dusk, Darkness coming, not yet fallen.
The Sun, quickly going,
The Moon quickly coming...

Night has fallen, Darkness reigns,
The Full Moon the only light, plays softly on the walls.
Shadows creep, terror leaps and bounds free...

Off in the distance a lone wolf howls,
In sorrow for all he has lost,
Then in jubilee for all he has gained...

Another howl answers his own,
A she-wolf fearless and free,
She howls in joy, for what she has and has gained.
She howls in love for the one who calls to her.