"Let's wake Dorothy up first."
Under the moonlight, the two silly-looking cats stared at each other for a moment. Then the silver cat raised its paw to knock on the glass. Shard believed that even though the sound was small, Dorothy, with her sharp senses, should hear it. Seeing Shard's action, Mia also raised her paw to tap on the glass together.
Tap tap~ Tap tap~
"Oh, what's going on?"
The blonde Miss Writer, who was in deep sleep, was woken by "her" voice at her ear. Confirming that no one had broken in, she complained as she smoothed her long hair and then went to the living room in her nightgown and slippers. She didn't turn on the gas lamp, and for some reason, tonight's moon was particularly bright. Therefore, when she sleepily looked towards the window from where the sound came, she saw, in the moonlight, two cats, one silver and one orange, one small and one large, outside the window. Their movements almost identical as they raised their paws, tapping on the window.
