They're probably at it again... thought Frozenskies. These Elitists were always planning an attack. The fact that they weren't just made it a little strange. A little suspicious, even. Frozenskies was very confused about this. Over time he became frustrated. Today he just couldn't take it and had to go look. He had come here without orders, with plans to just to assassinate a cat or two to rise attention. After that was done they would probably attack someone.
He cursed as his fur caught a twig. Quietly as he could, Frozenskies removed it. He made sure to stay low, and rolled around in mud to hide his scent. He slowly crept forward, hearing little mumbles from a few cats that were walking by. He thought it was rather strange that they would be living in an old twoleg place. Nevertheless, it was still a smart idea. Many cats padded by, and many seemed like good targets. Now all he had to do was wait and watch, and hope to get answers.