Sweet Kitty placed her paws on the glass, her round eyes bright and spirited as she gazed outside.
The transparent window was smeared with snowflakes, and the snow outside fell heavily.
Sweet Kitty was indeed curious, stretching out a paw to catch the snowflakes.
But separated by the glass, she couldn't touch them, and seemed a bit anxious.
"Alright, we're just looking," Jasmine Yale soothed, "Do you like it? It's too cold outside, but when daylight comes, Jasy will take you to the balcony."
"Meow—"
"Hehe," Jasmine grabbed her little paw and laughed, "I knew you'd like it, it's fun, isn't it?"
Sweet Kitty's eyes still roamed outside the window, unwilling to leave.
Jasmine Yale patiently accompanied her as she watched the snow, just as if she were with a baby.
Sweet Kitty had indeed become an indispensable part of her life.
"Meow meow—"
Sweet Kitty kept scratching the glass.
A thin layer of mist had formed on the window, now marked with Sweet Kitty's paw prints.
