There was one that nearly broke her. A red one, who was sick and small and clearly a runt. It trapped itself in a corner, hissing and spitting at Lunette angrily. Lunette frowned and slowly moved closer, offering it a piece of meat from the food they had packed. It took it hesitantly, allowing Lunette to move closer. "You look so tired, dear one..." She whispered, gently petting its head. It purred softly, giving a dull nod. Lunette sat on her legs and allowed it to lay its head in her lap. She continued to pet it, soothing it to sleep before swiftly snapping its brittle neck. "Sleep peacefully, dear one..." She muttered sadly.