Suddenly, Emma's eyes widened. There was a cat with thick, pure white fur that obscured it with snow a few meters in front of her. Emma immediately moved and looked around, looking for the owner of the pretty cat around the river. But there was nobody besides her.
"Oh no!" Emma muttered as she watched the cat step closer to the edge of the ground, toward the water.
Emma quickly got up and stepped carefully towards the cat. But unfortunately, the cat with the big bright blue eyeball instead ran up onto the frozen water.
"NO!!" Emma exclaimed while holding her head with both hands. "Heiii!! Kitty!! Come here.. Come.." She tried to call the cat who was already on the thin ice.
'Damn! If it falls..' She thought.
"Pixy!!"
Emma jumped when a man's scream echoed beside her ear. The man who made the sound was already standing beside Emma with a panicked face.
"I-is that your cat?" Emma asked no less panicked.
