It was a staredown.
Inside the awfully quiet study of Yulia, there were four people. A beautiful Elf and a beautiful human looking each other in the eyes, both holding pleasant smiles. As for the last two, they were unsuspecting bystanders, a little girl who knew nothing and an old man.
"Grandpa Oliver, why are they looking at each other for so long? It's been thirty minutes." whispered Mia who had no idea what was going on.
Oliver, who was standing by the side of his little apprentice, smiled in amusement as he whispered back, "You are looking at a rare sight. Two feisty felines who have rows of meat on their shelves, fighting for the same prey."
"Fighting!? Then, shouldn't we stop them?"
"Nah, they're at each other's throat but there would be no lost of life."
"But… They look like good friends to me. Ah! Is this one of those reading between the rides kind of thing!?"