Yarin's POV:
The crowd was in a state of revelry. Excited and cheerful music resounded throughout the entire Silver Moon Plaza. Amidst the crowd's cheers, the parade of festooned floats was finally about to begin!
Heller and I couldn't wait to board our float. It was the shape of a huge bird, covered in pink feathers, and had five shiny bright yellow tail feathers behind it.
Legend has it that this bird was called the 'Tearing Oriole' and was the incarnation of the attendant of the Moon Goddess. Every time a werewolf baby was born, the Tearing Oriole would quietly come to the newborn's side and bring the tears of its first cry back to the Moon Goddess in exchange for the newborn's happiness and joy.
In ancient times, the Tearing Oriole was regarded as the patron saint of children. Even in modern times, people were still grateful and longing for this kind bird.
