Mira shuddered. Her eyes fixed on the shadow. At first, it stayed still, then it turned around, the figure now faced her like it knew she saw it. This was when the most bizarre thing took place. The shadow stretched its hand to the side so she could distinct the hand from the rest of its black silhouette and waved.
Mira gasped. There was no way in hell that she imagined this.
She tugged slightly at Jia Hao's fur to pull his attention. His hum in response to her tug made her know that she succeeded. "Don't make it obvious but look at the drummers." She said and averted her eyes away so not to alert the owner of the shadow of what she just did.
Jia Hao traced his gaze where Mira instructed. There was nothing there that wasn't already supposed to be there. "What is it you want me to see, my woman?" He asked, his gaze returned back ahead.
