Luna

 

This is Luna. We met at the beginning of town (Uterga). When walking into the albergue where I was staying; she ran past me fast. 

She had a giant bowl of crunchies, which she ignored, opting for her bowl of moist food.

She slept most of the rest of the day on a small pile of newspapers on a low shelf.

Here she is waiting by the kitchen door, after waking to the smell of dinner cooking.    

Luna meet Butters