Just as it moves the tides, the full moon draws out the wolf, by force; and there's an air of indulgence to it, because its influence is external and transitory, it's a gravitational effect, and it lasts only as long as its moonstruck reflection lasts, from moonrise to moonset.
The red Moon, on the other hand, is more unpredictable: it doesn't rise, it doesn't set, it isn't a phase, it's a shift in perspective. The wolf can consciously make use of the satellite's influence as an amplifier, and that is precisely its danger, because the former is dragged back to its cage before the Sun comes up, but what comes out with a consciousness of its own does not return unless it wants to.














