Introduction To Howlites

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The airlock hisses open, a gust of sterilized air sweeping over you as the inner doors slide apart. Beyond them lies the bustling heart of the Stellar Winds, a cargo ship far larger than you’d imagined when you first saw its name scrawled on a hiring poster back home. It feels like ages ago that you stood in that crowded starport, staring at the bright holo-ad projected above a recruitment kiosk. “Join the Frontier! Adventure and Profit Await on the Stellar Winds!” it had proclaimed, its garish colors and bold promises barely masking the desperation of a crew short on hands. The promise of adventure had been alluring, though, hadn’t it? Anything to leave the monotony of your life behind. You hadn’t expected to be picked, much less shipped lightyears from home to board a vessel crawling with strangers. And now, here you are: a duffel bag slung over your shoulder, your feet vibrating with the rhythmic hum of the ship’s massive engines. [[Step inside|arrival2]]

<<set $howliteName to "">> <<set $howliteTraits to []>> <<set $howliteColor to "">> <<set $howliteHorns to "">> <<set $howliteGlow to "">> <<set $relationship to 0>> <<set $howliteImage to "https://howlites.neocities.org/images/default.png">>

The crew lounge hums with life. A dozen voices blend into a medley of laughter, conversation, and the occasional clink of mugs against metal tables. The room feels alive, full of seasoned crew members and newcomers like yourself. Your eyes are immediately drawn to a Howlite sitting near the corner—a canine-like creature with faintly glowing horns that pulse in time with the ship’s vibrations. As you step further inside, you notice more of them, each unique in color and posture. The sight of these strange companions adds a surreal edge to the moment. A tall figure strides toward you, and the lounge quiets. Captain Silas, clad in a worn navy coat adorned with subtle insignias, meets your gaze with a firm but friendly expression. His voice cuts through the din like a steady engine hum. "Welcome aboard the Stellar Winds," Silas begins. "You’ve all proven you’re ready for this life, but no one makes it far out here alone." He gestures toward the Howlites, whose glowing eyes seem to focus on you and the other recruits. "These are Howlites," the captain continues, his tone shifting to one of reverence. "Protectors, companions, and more than that—they’ll be your partners for the journey ahead. Choose carefully, because the bond you forge today will guide you through the toughest challenges out there." The Howlites seem to perk up as if understanding the gravity of the moment. Their glowing horns shift in faint patterns, and you feel a tug of something deeper—a connection waiting to form. [[Approach the Howlites|Choosing a Howlite]]

<div class="button-container">  <button onclick="SugarCube.Engine.restart()">Restart Game</button> <<if SugarCube.State.length > 1>> <button onclick="SugarCube.Engine.backward()">Previous Passage</button> <</if>> </div> <hr> Your Howlite: <<if $howliteName == "">> <p>You haven’t chosen a Howlite yet! 🐾</p> <</if>> <<if $howliteName != "">> <p><<print $howliteImage>></p> <p><b>Name:</b> <<print $howliteName>></p> <p><b>Traits:</b> <<print $howliteTraits.join(", ")>></p> <p><b>Relationship Level:</b> <<print $relationship>></p> <</if>> <hr>

With your new Howlite, <<print $howliteName>>, by your side, you step into the bustling corridors of the Stellar Winds. Their <<print $howliteColor>> fur gleams under the ship's fluorescent lights, and their <<print $howliteHorns>> horns emit a soft <<print $howliteGlow>> glow that draws a few admiring glances from passing crew members. Already, you can sense the beginnings of a bond forming. $howliteName stays close, their movements mirroring your own as if testing the unspoken connection between you. Whether it’s the bold confidence in their gait, the curious tilt of their head as they observe their surroundings, or the calm, deliberate way they meet your gaze, you feel certain you’ve chosen the right companion for the journey ahead. What would you like to do? <<link "Explore the ship together">> <<goto "Explore Ship">> <</link>> <<link "Spend time grooming <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Groom Howlite">> <</link>> <<link "Practice commands with <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Practice Commands">> <</link>>

You and $howliteName meander through the labyrinthine halls of the Stellar Winds, the faint hum of the starship’s core providing a steady rhythm to your steps. The corridors are a mix of sleek, futuristic designs and the occasional patch of retrofitted grunge—evidence of countless journeys and repairs. $howliteName’s $howliteTraits[0] nature takes center stage as they confidently navigate the twists and turns, their keen senses uncovering hidden compartments tucked away in forgotten corners. Each discovery reveals fascinating treasures: an old starmap etched with handwritten notes, a stash of preserved snacks, or a dusty yet intricately designed keepsake from a long-lost crew member. Their enthusiasm is infectious. You can’t help but feel the wonder of exploration anew, seeing the ship’s secrets through their eyes. It’s a reminder that even in familiar surroundings, there’s always something extraordinary waiting to be uncovered. <<link "Continue spending time with <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Bonding Continued">> <</link>> [[End the day|Day in the Life]]

You kneel down beside $howliteName, their fur catching the soft ambient light as you run a brush through it. Each stroke brings a serene glow to their horns, which pulse faintly in rhythm with their breaths. A quiet hum of contentment escapes them, a sound that resonates warmly in the stillness. This simple act of care feels almost sacred, as if you're tending to more than just their physical form—you're nurturing the unique bond you share. $howliteName leans into your touch, their eyes half-closing in trust. Your connection feels deeper, more significant, as though a bridge is being built between your thoughts and theirs. <<set $relationship += 2>> <<link "Continue spending time with <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Bonding Continued">> <</link>> [[End the day|Day in the Life]]

The training bay hums faintly as you face $howliteName, who stands poised and attentive. Their glowing horns pulse softly, casting shifting patterns on the metallic walls. "Navigate!" you call, and they leap into action, weaving smoothly around a series of scattered crates with an almost dancer-like grace. "Stabilize!" you command next, and $howliteName plants their feet firmly, their stance low and steady as if anchoring themselves against a phantom gust of cosmic wind. "Illuminate!" At your word, their glowing horns brighten, filling the bay with a warm, radiant light that reflects off the walls like ripples on water. You laugh, shaking your head at their exaggerated flourish as they lift their head high, clearly proud of the display. Sometimes, their responses are sharp and precise; other times, there’s a cheeky delay or an overly dramatic execution. Their personality shines through in every action, making each command feel less like a drill and more like a dance of understanding. "Good work," you say, reaching out to ruffle their fur. They lean into your touch, their tail swaying lazily behind them. <<set $relationship += 3>> <<link "Continue spending time with <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Bonding Continued">> <</link>> [[End the day|Day in the Life]]

The calm of the ship is shattered by a sudden, jarring lurch that throws you off balance. A blaring alarm rings through the hallways, its shrill tone setting your heart racing. Around you, crew members scramble to their stations, their voices a chaotic mix of urgency and focus. $howliteName is at your side instantly, their <<print $howliteHorns>> casting shifting patterns of <<print $howliteGlow>> light against the vibrating walls. Their <<print $howliteColor>> fur bristles as they glance at you, their eyes sharp and ready for action. Over the intercom, Captain Silas’s voice booms with authority: “Pirates inbound! All hands on deck! Prepare to defend the Stellar Winds at all costs!” You exchange a look with $howliteName, the weight of the moment settling between you. In their gaze, you see the unique spark that makes them your partner—the boldness, curiosity, or gentle resolve that now feels like your greatest strength. It’s time to act. <<if $howliteTraits.includes("Bold")>> $howliteName stands tall beside you, their <<print $howliteHorns>> glowing with a steady confidence. It’s clear they’re ready to face whatever danger lies ahead. Together, you can take on the pirates directly. <<link "Defend the ship with <<print $howliteName>>’s bold nature">> <<goto "Defend Ship">> <</link>> <</if>> <<if $howliteTraits.includes("Curious")>> $howliteName tilts their head, their glowing horns flickering faintly as if piecing together a plan. Their natural curiosity makes you consider a different approach: uncovering the pirates’ motives before taking action. <<link "Investigate the pirates’ motives with <<print $howliteName>>’s curiosity">> <<goto "Investigate Pirates">> <</link>> <</if>> <<if $howliteTraits.includes("Gentle")>> The chaos of the alarms seems to melt away in $howliteName’s calming presence. Their glowing horns pulse with a soothing rhythm, steadying both you and the crew around you. Perhaps your role here is to maintain that stability. <<link "Assist the crew with <<print $howliteName>>’s gentle wisdom">> <<goto "Assist Crew">> <</link>> <</if>>

The alarms echo through the corridors as you and $howliteName sprint toward the boarding bay. The distant clang of metal on metal reverberates through the ship as the pirates’ grappling hooks dig into the hull. Crew members rush past you, their expressions a mix of fear and determination. At your side, $howliteName’s <<print $howliteTraits[0]>> instincts take over. Their <<print $howliteColor>> fur bristles with energy, and their glowing <<print $howliteHorns>> pulse like a beacon in the chaos. They let out a sharp, commanding bark, urging you forward. The air crackles with tension as the first wave of pirates breaches the airlock. With a roar, the crew meets them head-on, and you throw yourself into the fray alongside $howliteName. Their swift movements and unwavering focus inspire you, their presence a constant reminder that you’re not alone in this fight. Together, you drive the attackers back, $howliteName dodging and weaving through the chaos with remarkable precision. When a pirate lunges at you, their blade gleaming under the ship’s lights, $howliteName leaps in, their glowing horns flashing as they deflect the blow. The tide turns as the pirates begin to retreat, the boarding party overwhelmed by the ferocity of the defense. The airlock seals with a satisfying hiss, and a ragged cheer erupts from the crew. You drop to one knee, catching your breath as $howliteName presses close, their glowing eyes meeting yours with a mix of pride and relief. "Good work, $howliteName," you murmur, running a hand through their <<print $howliteColor>> fur. Their tail thumps softly against the floor, and you can’t help but smile. [[Celebrate your victory|Victory]]

The chaos of the battle rages around you, but you and $howliteName slip quietly into the shadows, keeping low to avoid drawing attention. The distant clang of weapons and the shouts of the crew echo through the ship, but $howliteName’s <<print $howliteTraits[0]>> instincts keep you focused. Their glowing <<print $howliteHorns>> pulse faintly, a steady guide as they lead you through the winding corridors. You move as one, avoiding open spaces and slipping past distracted pirates. $howliteName tilts their head, their keen senses locked on something deeper within the ship. With a quiet gesture, they nudge you toward a side passage, their glowing eyes sharp and determined. Finally, you reach the source of the transmissions: a control panel tucked away near the engine room. $howliteName crouches beside you, their <<print $howliteColor>> fur barely visible in the dim light as you quickly scan the data. It doesn’t take long to piece together the truth—the pirates aren’t ordinary raiders. They’re scavengers, targeting ships for critical supplies to survive on the fringes of space. The realization settles heavily in your chest. They’re desperate, not malicious. You glance at $howliteName, who meets your gaze with a calm but expectant expression. Their steady presence bolsters your resolve as you form a plan. [[Continue|Investigate Pirates 2]]

The engine room is a storm of heat and chaos as you and $howliteName race to respond to the fire. Smoke stings your eyes, and alarms wail incessantly, but $howliteName’s $howliteTraits[0] instincts guide you. They zero in on a hidden fire suppression system, nudging you toward the controls just in time. The fire subsides under a wave of suppressant foam, but the danger isn’t over. Power flickers across the ship, and critical systems struggle to stay online. A tense silence fills the room as the crew begins rerouting power lines, hands moving with controlled urgency. Beside you, $howliteName lets out a determined sound and paws at a nearby conduit. It’s a simple signal, but you understand. Working together, you help stabilize the systems just in time for the ship’s defenses to activate, forcing the pirates into a hasty retreat. When the room finally stills, the captain’s voice cuts through the intercom. "Well done, everyone. The bridge is secure thanks to your efforts." The crew exchanges relieved glances, and someone offers you a weary but grateful thumbs-up. $howliteName presses gently against your side, their soft glow radiating a quiet pride. <<set $relationship += 3>> [[Celebrate your teamwork|Victory]]

Through your efforts, the Stellar Winds prevails, emerging intact from the crisis. The crew’s cheers echo through the ship as the tension finally breaks, their relief palpable after the narrow escape. $howliteName approaches you, their glowing eyes meeting yours with a quiet sense of pride. Whether it was their sharp instincts, loyal companionship, or shared determination, the bond between you feels stronger than ever—a testament to the connection forged through moments of trust and teamwork. "Good work out there," a crew member says, clapping you on the shoulder. Their tone is warm, filled with gratitude. "The captain wants to see you on the bridge." As you head toward the bridge, $howliteName keeps pace beside you, their presence a steady reassurance. The corridors, once filled with alarms and chaos, now feel alive with the hum of potential. Together, you’ve proven that even in the face of uncertainty, there’s always a path forward. [[Head to the bridge|Bridge]]

Life aboard the Stellar Winds begins to settle into a rhythm. The soft hum of the ship’s engines and the occasional banter of the crew create a backdrop of quiet camaraderie. You spend the day exploring your new role, with $howliteName at your side. Whether it’s their curious glances at flickering control panels or the way their <<print $howliteHorns>> glow faintly when they’re deep in thought, their presence makes everything feel just a little easier. By the time the artificial “evening” sets in, the ship feels more like home. You and $howliteName find a quiet corner near a viewport to watch the stars streak past. They curl up beside you, their <<print $howliteColor>> fur warm against your leg, and you take a moment to reflect on how quickly they’ve become your partner in this strange, new life. Just as you’re about to call it a night, a sudden blare of alarms shatters the calm. $howliteName jumps to their feet, their horns casting sharp, shifting shadows across the walls. The captain’s voice crackles through the intercom, urgent and commanding: "Pirates inbound! All hands on deck!" [[Prepare for action|Alarm Bells]]

The bridge buzzes with controlled chaos, a stark contrast to the quiet relief spreading through the rest of the ship. Crew members dart between consoles, their faces illuminated by flickering displays as they work to stabilize systems damaged in the skirmish. The faint hum of machinery fills the air, punctuated by the occasional murmur of updates exchanged between officers. Captain Silas stands at the expansive viewport, hands clasped behind their back as they gaze into the endless void. The stars beyond seem calm, almost indifferent to the battle that just unfolded. As you approach, Silas turns, their expression a mix of admiration and curiosity. "Impressive work," they say, their voice carrying the weight of authority softened by gratitude. "You and $howliteName saved this ship. Tell me, what was it like out there?" $howliteName stands tall beside you, their glowing horns casting a soft light that dances across the floor. It’s clear they’re waiting for your response, their presence a quiet reminder of all you’ve accomplished together. <<link "Explain how <<print $howliteName>> helped">> <<goto "HowlitePraise">> <</link>> [[Keep it professional|ProfessionalResponse]]

You recount the critical moments where $howliteName’s instincts and actions shone through, whether it was their quick thinking in the engine room, their sharp senses during exploration, or the quiet bond you nurtured together. As you speak, $howliteName sits tall beside you, their glowing horns casting soft light over the floor, their tail swishing slowly in quiet pride. "They’re remarkable creatures," Silas says, their gaze shifting between you and your Howlite. There’s genuine admiration in their voice. "It’s clear the trust you’ve built runs deep—and that trust could save us all again someday." $howliteName lets out a soft sound, as if acknowledging the compliment, and you feel the bond between you deepen further. <<set $relationship += 10>> [[Continue|BridgeAftermath]]

"It was a coordinated effort," you reply, your tone clipped. "We did what needed to be done." $howliteName stiffens beside you, their glowing eyes narrowing slightly. After a moment, they nudge your leg with surprising force, as if to say, *We deserve better than that.* The tension between you is palpable. Silas’s smirk fades, replaced by a more serious expression. "Humble, are we?" they remark, their tone sharp but not unkind. "Be careful with that. A crew—and a companion like this one—needs acknowledgment to thrive. You’ll find that trust, once strained, can be difficult to repair." $howliteName steps back, their tail flicking once in quiet disappointment. The weight of the moment presses down on you, a reminder of the care required to maintain the bonds that hold everything together. Even so, there’s a flicker of hope in the way they glance back at you—a silent promise that rebuilding, though hard, is not impossible. <<set $relationship -= 10>> [[Continue|BridgeAftermath]]

"Take a breather," Silas suggests, their tone firm yet understanding. "The crew can handle the repairs for now." You nod, the weight of the recent events still lingering as you turn to leave. $howliteName barks softly, the sound cutting through your thoughts and pulling your attention back to them. Their glowing eyes meet yours, brimming with an eagerness that feels contagious. "Mess hall?" you ask, raising an eyebrow. At the sound of your voice, their tail begins to wag, and for the first time since the chaos, you notice a spark of lightheartedness returning. Without waiting for another word, $howliteName pads ahead, their energy an anchor pulling you toward something less fraught—something normal. [[Head to the mess hall|MessHall]]

The mess hall is alive with energy, a celebration of survival that spills over into laughter and camaraderie. Long tables groan under the weight of trays brimming with food, each dish a testament to the cook’s ingenuity and the crew’s gratitude. The air is thick with tantalizing aromas: the savory spice of slow-simmered stews, the crisp tang of freshly baked bread, and the sugary warmth of desserts still cooling on their trays. You and $howliteName step up to the counter, where a cheery cook greets you with a grin wide enough to rival the glowing lamps overhead. Behind them, bubbling cauldrons release curls of fragrant steam, and sizzling pans send occasional bursts of roasted herbs and garlic wafting into the air. "On the house tonight," the cook declares, their voice booming over the clatter of plates and silverware. "You’ve earned it!" $howliteName sniffs eagerly at the air, their tail wagging in rhythm with the clinking of dishes. The sight of it makes the cook chuckle. "What’ll it be? We’ve got something for everyone tonight." You glance at the spread, your senses overwhelmed by the choices. Each dish seems to beckon, a promise of comfort after the chaos. What will you get? [[A hearty stew|PickStew]] [[Something quick and light|PickSandwich]] [[Indulge in dessert|PickDessert]]

You grab a bowl of the stew, its aroma wafting upward in rich, savory waves. The cook’s ingenuity is evident in the blend of flavors: tender chunks of protein simmered to perfection, mingling with vegetables that must have been grown in the hydroponics bay. A touch of spice lingers in the steam, a tantalizing hint of distant worlds. Settling into a quiet corner, you cradle the bowl in your hands, feeling the warmth seep into your fingers. $howliteName sits beside you, their glowing eyes fixed on the stew with hopeful curiosity. They sniff the air, their nose twitching as if deciphering every ingredient. "You’ve earned some, too," you say with a grin, breaking off a small piece of crusty bread from your tray. As you offer it to them, their tail thumps eagerly against the floor, the sound drawing a few smiles from nearby crew. They accept the bread delicately, savoring it with a contented hum that mirrors your own satisfaction. For a brief moment, the mess hall’s clatter fades into the background, replaced by the quiet comfort of a shared meal. <<set $relationship += 5>> [[Head to your bunk|SpaceBunk]]

A sandwich feels like the perfect choice after the chaos of the day—straightforward, satisfying, and quick. The bread is freshly baked, its slightly crisp crust giving way to a soft interior. Between the slices, a blend of savory fillings brings a comforting warmth: a spread of spiced protein, crisp greens grown in the ship’s hydroponics bay, and a drizzle of tangy sauce that ties it all together. You and $howliteName settle near the viewport, where the soft glow of distant stars provides a peaceful backdrop to your meal. The vast expanse of the galaxy stretches out before you, a quiet contrast to the earlier chaos. "You always keep things simple, don’t you?" you muse, scratching gently behind their ear. $howliteName leans into your touch, their glowing horns casting a soft light on the table. A contented nuzzle against your hand feels like their way of agreeing. The two of you sit there in comfortable silence, savoring the calm moment amid the endless stars. <<set $relationship += 3>> [[Head to your bunk|SpaceBunk]]

You can’t resist the allure of dessert, treating yourself to a slice of pie that gleams invitingly under the mess hall’s lights. The flaky crust crumbles perfectly with each forkful, revealing a luscious filling—sweet and tangy with hints of spices that bring a touch of warmth. It’s a rare indulgence aboard the Stellar Winds, and each bite feels like a small celebration of survival. Settling at a table, you savor the treat, the sweetness melting away the tension of the day. Beside you, $howliteName sits attentively, their glowing eyes fixed on the pie with an almost comedic intensity. Their tail swishes slowly, a hopeful rhythm that draws a chuckle from you. "You’ll get a treat later," you promise, wagging a finger playfully. At your words, $howliteName barks—a sharp, cheerful sound as if to hold you to your word. Their glowing horns flicker briefly, reflecting their enthusiasm. You take another bite, the quiet moment shared between you and your loyal companion. Even aboard a starship hurtling through the void, a slice of pie and a bond like this make the galaxy feel just a little smaller. <<set $relationship += 2>> [[Head to your bunk|SpaceBunk]]

The gentle hum of the Stellar Winds’ systems creates a soothing backdrop as you step into your small, snug bunk. The day’s chaos lingers faintly in your muscles, but the familiar rhythm of the ship offers a comforting reprieve. $howliteName follows close behind, their glowing horns casting soft patterns on the walls as they pad quietly across the room. As you settle onto the bed, their warmth anchors you, curling up at your feet in a protective, almost sentinel-like posture. Their glowing eyes catch the faint light, their gaze steady as if ensuring you’re truly at ease. The tension of the day begins to melt away. The bunk may be small, but it feels secure, especially with $howliteName’s presence filling the space. For a moment, all the stars beyond the hull and the dangers that lurk among them feel far away. Here, there’s only the steady hum of the ship and the unspoken bond between you. [[Reflect on your bond|ReflectBond]]

You think back to the battle, replaying how $howliteName’s courage and instincts made all the difference. Their loyalty and quick thinking were instrumental, and you can’t help but reflect on the bond you share. <<if $relationship > 50>> The connection between you feels unshakable, a partnership forged in trust and understanding. $howliteName’s unwavering support leaves no doubt that together, you can face anything the galaxy throws your way. <<elseif $relationship < 20>> Still, there’s room to grow. $howliteName has shown their potential, but you sense there’s a gap in trust that will take time and effort to bridge. You resolve to strengthen the connection, knowing how crucial it will be in the trials ahead. <<elseif $relationship == 30>> Your bond feels solid—reliable and steady, like a sturdy ship navigating the stars. It’s good, but there’s room for it to deepen, to become something truly extraordinary. <</if>> "Goodnight, $howliteName," you whisper softly. They respond with a quiet whine, their glowing eyes flickering with a contentment that matches your own. Tomorrow will bring new challenges, but for tonight, the steady hum of the Stellar Winds and the warmth of your companion bring you peace. [[End Scene|NextChapter]]

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Spending time with <<print $howliteName>> has already made you feel more at home aboard the Stellar Winds. Their <<print $howliteColor>> fur shines even brighter now, as if your growing bond has kindled something deeper within them. It’s not just their appearance that draws you in, but the little things—like how their <<print $howliteHorns>> glow shifts slightly when they’re particularly focused or how their unique personality seems perfectly matched to your own. Whether it’s the bold way they face new challenges, their insatiable curiosity about everything on the ship, or the calm reassurance they offer in tense moments, $howliteName is already proving to be more than a companion—they’re a true friend. As you reflect on the time you’ve shared, you can’t help but feel excited for what’s ahead. $howliteName nudges you gently, as if encouraging you to continue your bonding journey. What would you like to do next? <<link "Explore the ship together">> <<goto "Explore Ship">> <</link>> <<link "Spend time grooming <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Groom Howlite">> <</link>> <<link "Practice commands with <<print $howliteName>>">> <<goto "Practice Commands">> <</link>> [[End the day|Day in the Life]]

Inside, the corridor is alive with activity. Crew members in patched uniforms stride past with purpose, their chatter blending with the soft hiss of vents and the distant clang of tools on metal. A few glance your way—some with curiosity, others barely sparing you a second look. You feel out of place, a newcomer in a sea of seasoned travelers. Your gaze wanders to the walls, lined with display panels flickering with data: cargo manifests, system diagnostics, and blinking warnings you can’t yet decipher. It’s a stark contrast to the polished recruiting ad; this is no glamorous cruiser, but a ship that works hard and shows it. Adjusting your grip on your duffel, you take a steadying breath. This is your chance to prove yourself. The Stellar Winds may not be the most welcoming place yet, but it’s already begun to hum with the potential for something greater. [[Head to the crew lounge|Crew Lounge]]

::Choosing a Howlite The Howlites stand before you, each radiating a distinct personality. 1. **Nyx**: A sleek Howlite with jet-black fur that shimmers faintly under the lounge's lights. Their curved, sharp horns glow with a faint amber hue. Their bold, amber eyes lock onto yours with unwavering intensity, and they hold their head high, exuding confidence. 2. **Luna**: A smaller Howlite with silvery fur that seems almost luminous. Their sleek, spiraled horns cast a soft blue glow. Their curious gaze darts around the room, taking in every detail with bright, inquisitive eyes. They tilt their head at you as if already pondering what kind of partner you might be. 3. **Sol**: A gentle giant, Sol’s golden fur glows softly under the ambient lighting. Their broad, ridged horns emit a warm yellow glow. Their calm demeanor immediately puts you at ease as their warm eyes radiate kindness and patience, as though waiting for you to make the first move. The captain’s voice echoes in your mind: *Choose carefully.* <<link "Choose the bold Howlite Nyx">> <<set $howliteName to "Nyx">> <<set $howliteTraits to ["Bold"]>> <<set $howliteColor to "jet-black">> <<set $howliteHorns to "curved and sharp horns">> <<set $howliteGlow to "amber">> <<set $relationship to 10>> <<goto "Bonding Begins">> <</link>> <<link "Choose the curious Howlite Luna">> <<set $howliteName to "Luna">> <<set $howliteTraits to ["Curious"]>> <<set $howliteColor to "silvery">> <<set $howliteHorns to "sleek and spiraled horns">> <<set $howliteGlow to "soft blue">> <<set $relationship to 10>> <<goto "Bonding Begins">> <</link>> <<link "Choose the gentle Howlite Sol">> <<set $howliteName to "Sol">> <<set $howliteTraits to ["Gentle"]>> <<set $howliteColor to "golden">> <<set $howliteHorns to "broad and ridged horns">> <<set $howliteGlow to "warm yellow">> <<set $relationship to 10>> <<set $howliteImage to '<img src="https://howlites.neocities.org/images/Sol.png" alt="Sol" style="max-width: 100%; height: auto; border: 2px solid #444; border-radius: 5px; margin-top: 10px;">'>> <<goto "Bonding Begins">> <</link>>

The pirate captain’s voice crackles over the intercom as you transmit your findings. “You’ve got nerve, sneaking into my comms,” they growl, but there’s a note of surprise in their tone. “What do you want?” You keep your voice steady as you explain. “We know you’re scavengers, not killers. You’re targeting ships for survival, not conquest. Let’s avoid more bloodshed—you retreat, and we’ll spare some non-essential cargo.” A tense silence follows, broken only by the faint hum of the ship’s systems. You glance at $howliteName, whose calm demeanor and glowing horns offer a silent reassurance. Finally, the pirate captain replies, their tone begrudging but agreeable. “Fine. But this better be worth it.” [[Continue|Investigate Pirates 3]]

The transmission ends, and you exhale in relief. $howliteName nudges your leg gently, their glowing eyes filled with quiet pride. You return to the crew with the news, earning a mix of skeptical glares and relieved smiles as the pirates disengage and retreat into the void. "Good work," someone murmurs as you pass, but your focus is on $howliteName. You kneel beside them, running a hand through their <<print $howliteColor>> fur. “Couldn’t have done it without you,” you say softly. Their tail wags, the faint glow of their <<print $howliteHorns>> pulsing in time with your steadying heartbeat. <<set $relationship += 2>> [[Return to the crew with your findings|Victory]]