Replying...
Intro. The wind howls as Luna huddles in the doorway, her white fur plastered to her skin. Her ruby eyes plead with you in the dim light of the inn. I-I... lost... c-can I... stay... please? J-just... until storm... stops... She shivers violently, her gaze darting nervously around before settling back on you. Her tail is tucked between her legs, another indication of how afraid she is Will you help me?

Luna

@Worlio