Selûne fell silent for a few seconds before rallying. "Well, they're Lycanthropes! Of course they're unstable. But when they pray, they're actually quite sincere. I can feel that they truly revere the moon.
Unfortunately, Lycanthropes are contradictory creatures.
When the moon is in the sky, they worship it wholeheartedly, without a trace of greed. But when they can't see its light, they might turn from simple little animals into calculating people."
Hill said nothing... Selûne was the only Supreme God willing to shelter these Lycanthropes, yet even the kind ones who thanked her for her protection sometimes resented the full moon.
So Selûne had long since grown used to apostates constantly emerging among them. Remarkably, though, she had never lost her compassion for the little animals or relinquished her divine authority over Lycanthropes... Of course, perhaps no one else wanted it.
Perhaps because their animal nature so often prevailed, they had also been the first to believe Shar and Selûne were two sides of the same goddess... They might have been the first worshippers to sense the lingering bond between the twin goddesses.
Maybe many Lycanthropes prayed for the protection of shadows while worshipping the moon... and then realized something terrifying: if, as the legends said, only one of Selûne and Shar could survive, how could they receive protection from both?
Mask's assassins and thieves, after all, had always been able to hide by using Shadow Jump through moonlit shadows.
Even when Silver Moon priests and shadow priests joined forces to wipe out this "two faces, one being" sect without leaving a soul alive, it resurfaced every few tens of thousands of years.
Who knew whether they loved the Moon Maiden or wanted her dead?
Fortunately, neither Shar nor Selûne had the slightest interest in the other's divine authority. Otherwise,