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Being so close to Primal Instinct and the Mountain Clans made Jagger nervous. He didn't understand why Shule would choose such a narrow strip of territory to house the rest of The Regime. There was hardly any place to hunt here, though the thick trees did provide better coverage than back home, he'd give them that. As the ginger tom navigated the foreign land looking for any signs of the other half of the Regime.
Henri hummed as he dug out into the burrow, having thought he saw fox kits inside it the other day. He had made a point to wait for the later hours of the day, when the adult would most likely be gone. Truthfully he was rather sure they had simply stopped by temporarily because the den was old and had been abandoned almost longer than he could remember. But it was something to kill the time and because he was so poorly invested he wasn't bothered when he managed to squeeze his front half inside and saw nothing.
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"Hello? Is anyone here?" Usually he wouldn't of called out like this, but there was no sign of Shule and her half of The Regime, well anywhere.. Maybe he was just in the wrong place? Surely half of the regime couldn't of just vanished into thin air. He shook his head, of course they wouldn't be above ground, they'd be underground. All he had to do was find the tunnels. It wasn't long after that revaluation that he spotted an entrance, or rather what he thought was a tunnel entrance. Though he couldn't be certain considering the half of a cat that was currently sticking out of it.
"Er... are you stuck?" he asked, warily making his approach the the half-cat.
Jerking back Henri popped his head up and turned to glance at this new cat, "I'm not stuck!" He was quick to blurt out though the words were rather redundant now that he had proved himself capable of getting out. He looked at this new cat and simply blinked, not sure what exactly the other had wanted or where he had come from. "Hello," dialing up the charm he gave his largest smile and bounced towards them, "who are you?" He supposed they were attractive enough with the golden pelt, and he was going through a bit of a dry spell. So any company was good company at the moment, though he should get their name; if they had a horrible name it would ruin it all.
"Well you sure could of fooled me." Jagger nodded to the hole the other had just pulled himself from. "Not many cats I know linger half way in a burrow." The ginger tom frowned, noting that the burrow that Henri was digging it wasn't a tunnel like he'd hoped. Shaking his head lightly he turned his attention back to the foreign tom, taking in the wide smile on his expression. "Hello, My name is Jagger, and you are?" He tried to remain polite, it wasn't this cat's fault that the new commander was failing so horribly at his own assigned task, though maybe he could help? "You wouldn't happen to see any other cats around here have you?"
"Other cats?" Henri purred sliding up to the other, "well sure there are a bunch of us. Though I went on a bit of a trip so it's been awhile since I've seen them in person." He admitted with a small one shouldered shrug, flashing the other a charming grin. "And my name is Henri by the way, I suppose I should have answered that question first." He wondered who this Jagger was, the name sounded familiar but he couldn't quite figure out why. But he was positive he had heard it only just recently, perhaps in conversations overheard.
