Looking at the Moon

Late at night, while everyone is asleep, a long howl echoes from outside the settlement.

Awoooo!! Awoooo!!

Awakened by the sound, you step outside to find ⟨name⟩, ⟨name 2⟩, and the other Lycan expedition members raising their voices toward the enormous full moon.

"What in the world are you doing at this hour?"

When you ask in bewilderment, ⟨name⟩ turns to answer.

"We are taught that the spirits of our ancestors dwell upon the moon. Even now, they run across endless fields and watch over their descendants."

⟨name⟩ looks back up at the moon and smiles.

"On nights when the moon is this large and bright, we believe our voices can reach our ancestors. It is an ancient Lycan tradition for us to howl together and let them know that we are well."

You sigh and shrug your shoulders.

"If that is your custom, then so be it. Just don't take it too far."

The moment you give permission, the Lycan expedition members throw back their heads toward the moon as though they have been waiting all night.

Awoooooo!!

Awoooooooo!!

Thunderous howls echo throughout the settlement until the dead of night.

The next morning, the Lycan members begin their day looking strangely refreshed. The other expedition members, kept awake all night, can only glare at the Lycan members with hollow eyes between one yawn and the next.

You furrow your brow and speak firmly.

"The others need their rest. That's enough for tonight."

The Lycan expedition members exchange disappointed looks, then slowly lower their heads.

"...Understood, Commander."

Quiet soon returns to the settlement. The other expedition members sigh in relief and, satisfied with your decision, return to their beds.

The Lycan members linger beneath the brilliant moon with regretful eyes, but eventually disperse in silence.