Vincent knocked a second time, the simple wooden door sturdier than he thought; before a quiet click, the door slid open, and the woman he felt became distant since partying appeared.
Luna, the mother of Zera with long messy blue hair, three silky blue tiger tails and slight fur across her stomach, was wearing an almost see-through nightdress and looking at him with strange eyes.
"Why do you come so late?" Her voice was slightly aggressive but seemingly contained a hint of joy.
"I wanted to see you. Will you let me in?" His charming voice echoed in the dark hallways; luckily, nobody was within his detection range.
She stared at his face and made a humming noise as if to say okay, then nodded.
"Stay over here," she said, pointing toward a wide sofa.
