Rhoon yawned and opened her eyes to the bright sunlight peering through her window into her eyes. She groaned and flipped out of the cot, flopping onto the ground. It had been a rough night, she decided to move to a different place today. She was a drifter, walking around most of her life, seeing more things than most people will ever see in a lifetime. Her cold wolflike nose brought her to safe, abandoned homes, or anywhere warm to sleep. She looked at her paws, bloodstained from sleepwalking lastnight. Shaking her head she walked into the barely there bathroom and washed her paws with water that barely squirted from the faucet. She was surprised that the water was still running here.