"As my spirit roams the night of the new moon, I take the form of a wolf.
I shall let cry a song of howls, long and loud, into the night's sky.
Do not fear if you hear my howling, for I am singing so that the rabbit in the full moon may once again see the full beauty of this earth."

This came up in my head moments ago, to avoid losing it I thought I'd write it here until I can probably upload it as a poem or story.
Enjoy and what not.

Syrus N