Luna stepped out of the house, her brows scrunched in confusion. After the second howl, she had heard numerous howls echoing it- as if the pack was answering their alpha's call. But as soon as she had opened the door, it had ceased, enveloping the forested settlement in an eerie calm.
The night was still young, and the moon was still shining high above the trees with its midnight charm. The goddess narrowed her eyes at the trees that surrounded the lone hut. There was something not right about the place, she thought, looking for at least some sign of life around. But there was none.
"Strange," she mused aloud, "Not even a cricket."
Closing the door behind her, she stepped out of the house, wearing little but a coarse cotton dress that they had provided her earlier. The tip of her nose started to become red as she walked down the pebbled footpath leading out of the house.
