The Little Goat
She couldn't help the little laugh from escaping at the antics of the goat, and soon her guide had wandered over with some kind of vegetable scraps from inside of his bag.
"Here. If you're gonna let the guy eat, might as well give him food." He said with a slight chuckle of his own.
Rache accepted the scraps gratefully and immediately let the goat at them, who was very eager to have actual food, instead of her clothing.
It was actually pretty satisfying to see how hungry the little guy was - and how much the food seemed to delight him.
Rache had always liked giving treats to her family's dog back in the other world. This wasn't quite as satisfying - he wasn't a puppy.
But.
The little goat had the energy of one and seemed to be grateful for the snack.
"I wonder if this little guy's a temple animal," Rache asked curiously. Was there such a thing, even?