“The moon shines for only me”.  Said Coyote howling at the moon as it crossed the night sky.

“You will scare my prey out of sight”., Said Owl as its eyes traversed the night in search of food.

“You do not understand Owl, if I do not howl the moon will lose its way. The moon follows my voice through the night sky, and awaits my goodbye as it settles above the horizon. I cannot allow the moon to lose its way, otherwise the sun will never rise through the mountains, and we will be forever covered in darkness”.

Owl looked thoughtfully at Coyote, and recognized in his explanation a sense of commitment, to make sure the moon would not lose its way.

“The Moon has traversed the sky long before your arrival, Coyote, how did it find its way before you came to this world?”

“Those that came before me have kept the Moon on its way, and have sacrificed their nights to guide the Moon, of this I am sure, for the moon has never lost its way.”