Hinterkit was loving the new territory, in all honesty. The beautiful flowers and foliage surrounding the abandoned mansion really made it pretty and eye-appealing, and the vintage rooms were a real blast to explore. The savannah kitten loved to explore and had already taken it upon himself to check out all the rooms on all the mansion floors, even if they were occupied by somebody already. He had found plenty of little treasures here and there, such as lone earrings and a few clothes items that had been left behind by their previous owners. Hinterkit loved those little knick knacks and it was pretty much obvious by now, considering that he dragged around a striped scarf all the time -- he had found it in the old territory in one of the rooms.
Now Hinterkit had reached another room with the grand door ajar slightly. Hinterkit had heard that this was the leader's den and decided to take a peek by peering through the door with his dilated golden eyes. He had even brought a little welcoming flower; it was a gorgeously colored daisy. The neatly red spotted tabby stepped into the den and gaped open his mouth, truly liking what he was seeing; it was a great den. Hinterkit shook out of his daydream and remembered that his father stayed in this bedroom. He looked up to Permafrost, he really did. So the sterile kitten called out loudly, hopping up on his little paws. "Daddy? Are you in here? It's me, Hinterkit!"