In the end, she chose to go inside for some warmth instead of watching the cats, not wanting to freeze to death in this cold winter weather.
"Christopher Robinson," Amelia Cobb entered the room just as Christopher was walking into the Reception Room, and shouted his name.
He stopped in his tracks, handed a cup in his hand to a vice president nearby, and then strode towards Amelia.
"What's going on?"
"Cats are fighting outside," Amelia said while sniffing.
Probably because she didn't notice the vice presidents in the Reception Room, otherwise she wouldn't have been so bold in asking for his help.
"Where?"
"In the bushes to the left," In this severe cold, people almost couldn't stand it, but the bushes in Orchard Garden didn't seem to be affected.
Christopher walked over and cleared away the branches, seeing two cats tumbling in the grass, covered in dirt and dead leaves. He picked up each one and brought them inside the room.