"Wake Dorothy first."
Under the moonlight, the two cats that looked rather silly stared at each other for a moment before the silver cat raised a paw and tapped on the glass. Shade believed that although the sound was faint, Dorothy's keen senses would catch it. Little Mia, seeing what Shade was doing, also lifted her paw and tapped on the glass alongside him.
Tap tap~ Tap tap~
"Oh, what's going on?"
The blonde Miss Writer, who had been dreaming just moments ago, was awakened by the "her" beside her ear. Only after confirming that no one was breaking in did she complain while smoothing her long hair, then make her way to the living room in her nightgown and slippers. She did not light the gas lamp, and for some reason the Moon was exceptionally bright tonight. Thus, when she sleepily looked toward the window making the noise, she saw two cats outside beneath the moonlight—one silver, one orange; one large, one small—both raising their paws and tapping on the window in almost identical motions.
The Moon hung behind them, and the two cats' large eyes stared at her through the glass. Dorothy Louisa, who had been grumbling inwardly, instantly became completely awake and immediately suspected she was still dreaming.
Half an hour later, at 6 Saint Derain Square.
"That was what happened, Luvia. You cannot imagine how the two of them behaved back then. Oh, I still want to laugh whenever I think about it. It was so interesting."
"Actually, you're still laughing."
Luvia said with a hand over her mouth, smiling as well.
The gas lamps in the bedroom, study, and kitchen had all been lit in addition to the living room. Luvia and Dorothy talked on the sofa, while Shade Cat stood on the tea table,