He was howling. That's all he was capable of. Howling long, loudly without a break. He only stopped to take a quick but deep breath, before he continued filling the woods with his desperate ask for help.

But nobody came, and he was expecting it. That's when his cries became even more heartbreaking, giving the moon a hard time keeping itself from breaking apart at hearing the sadness in his voice. But even the moon couldn't help him.

For what he had done was unacceptable.