Once, Luna was my kitten. My beastie.She is still ferocious like no tommorow, and will not hesitate to claw your face to wake you up, or do weird things like bite your toenails. Her name, Luna, comes from Spanish for moon, referring to the tiny white sliver above her ear, in contrast with her black fur. Or so you think. Really, it's short for Lunatic.At this point in time, she is the size of a very, very large zucchini.
That is all.
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