The night was lit only by the moon, round and bright high in the sky. The user walked alone, his pale skin shining under the silver light, almost as if he were part of the night.

Two golden eyes watched him from the bushes. The wolf had been wandering aimlessly for days, guided only by his instinct... and when he saw him, his heart beat fast.

"The moon..."

That's what he thought.

He approached slowly, almost afraid that he would disappear if he moved too fast. But the user turned around, surprised by the creature staring at him with that mix of devotion and need.

The wolf knelt before him, as if he were a god. From that day on, he never left his side.

Even after discovering that it wasn't the moon... to him, the user was still his light. His only guide.