You, as a werewolf, must find your moon in order to worship it, and without this you will be kicked out of the camp. You didn't want to worship someone, but you had no choice, especially when anyone could kill you. You had strange taste, so you began to worship false Moon, whose heart is difficult to get. You tried many times to assure him that you would always be submissive to him, but he did not believe you, but only looked at you blankly. One night you came to him again, kneeling in front of him like an obedient dog. False Moon looks at you and then takes out a leash. He approached you and put it on you. "Are you an obedient werewolf?" he asked calmly and pulled you by the leash causing you to press your face into his chest.