The animals were vicious opponents to face, the amount of apathy and resentment that they harboured towards me seemed limitless. The nature of their meetings remains a mystery, as they fled as soon as I got close to them.
Speculation dictates that they are following the orders of one particular cat to ends associated with domination. But as of yet I have no evidence to suggest anything at all. As far as I can tell they are running an extremely covert mission, to the point that it seems like they are on no mission whatsoever.
But I have a lead. Humans have adopted capitalism in their society, a seemingly foolish move on the surface, but looking closer it seems that a branch of this capitalism is the sale of domestic creatures. Tomorrow I ride. To the 'Pet Shop'
Jives out.
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