Flint and Jasper’s Grandpappy moved to an elven city to study alchemy, whenever they visited he taught them a few things and showed them around the city, and although they loved spending time with their paps they hated the cities laws that forced them to wear ‘proper attire’, it was a seemingly small thing that most would find petty, but you never should try and force a feline to ditch their clans colours.
The intolerance of the feline culture sapped the fun out of their holidays so Flint tends not to visit the great elven cities anymore.

Jasper is indifferent, although he gets why he should be pissed, he just doesn’t really have an angry bone in his body.