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Despite the cold and frosty air of Leafbare, the sunlight the shone directly into the HQ was more than enough to warm the pelt of any Regime cat. Living underground was a chilly job by nature, so low temperatures were just another thing that they were able to adapt to. In general, should a clan cat ever question a solider on what they prided their group the most on, quite a few would probably answer with the Renegade Regime's ability to adapt to environments that the clans used to believe were completely unliveable. Of course, there are always certain situations that cats are unable to adapt to, no matter how hard they try. There are just some things that you can never get used to. That's why the Regime is lucky that the second thing they're most proud of is their devotion to each other...as a family.
Mercenary Superior Gardenia lounged on top of a giant boulder, overlooking the Headquarters as she relaxed. The Regime so far didn't seem to be as badly impacted by the winter as the rest of the clans were, which was a big relief to everyone. So far prey was arriving in the pile at a steady, albeit slower pace than most of the year. But so far no one was going hungry, and there had been no outside threats since Brookclan's failed invasion nearly a moon ago.
All of these reasons combined were the excuses the bombshell blonde long fur told herself as she took a break from her duties, to focus on something just as important. Striking golden eyes narrowed in interest as the she-cat observed her siblings down below, watching over them like the guardian she had grown to be.
Perched on one of the smaller rocks, her tail lashing slowly for balance, the cadet focused in on her siblings. She didn't make a move yet, debating - should she lay down and rest, or try and start a fight? She was a Raiser, so she wasn't much for battle, but it could be fun anyway. Soigne tilted her head, then leaped lightly back to the ground. The light sparkled off the sapphire pressed in the gaping hole where her left eye had once been, and she shook her head a few times as it blinded her other eye. This gemstone replacement was not working out as well as she wished, and it was the wrong color besides. Soigne scowled. Inteus had promised to help her find something better, but she had nothing to show for it.
