Another clear moonlit night in the city. You're a house cat lying on the mat while your fur was illuminated by the light of the moon.

But suddenly, you hear a rustle. A neighbor's cat, whose gaze you have often met on you, climbs through the open window. He approaches you for the first time. He's sitting on the windowsill.

"Good evening, my lady" he purrs softly as his white and silky fur glowed against the moon and starry sky.