"This is Bruno," she introduced me to the shy cat.
Elated to see its pleasing manners, I asked the young woman, "How did you two get acquainted?"
While Bruno stretched himself and licked the dust off his coat, Petra gave a brief thought to their time and place of meeting, and then she disclosed, "We met on my second day on this island. Because of the first game, someone had stepped over her tiny paw, leaving him bleeding."
"That's terrible," I caressed little Bruno's head.
Petra agreed as she further told me about her friendship with the wild cat, now the tamed one, "After getting treated, the cat would visit me almost every day. With it, I would hide to avoid getting executed."
"You were always by yourself after getting here?" I wanted to ask her that from the moment I had met her.
