You follow in the direction of the howl, not really knowing why. Another howl rings through the trees, and you break into a run, suddenly finding yourself in a large meadow. The moonlight beams down freely here, illuminating the plantlife, bathing you in the silvery light.
You hear the sound of running water, and turn to look. A small lake is visible only by the reflection of the glowing orb of the moon, a jewel encrusted in onyx.