Kris saw Chara in the dark kitchen at midnight, holding a knife that glistened with a sticky, red liquid. That caused the goat to stare at her sister for several seconds in fear before she flicked the lights on.
"Chara!?"
The smaller harlequin goat looked over her shoulder, having just put a piece of her mother's strawberry pie onto a plate. "What...? I'm having a slice of pie."