(He) felt lost and alone without his old friend, though he barely recognized him anymore. He wondered if they could ever be friends again.

He was desperate to tell his news to some other cat; he almost felt that if a mouse crossed his path he would stop to inform it that it was about to be eaten by a ThunderClan deputy.

Great, lets round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them - Jayfeather

Have courage. We still have our clan. There is always hope.

Four will Become Two, Lion and Tiger will Meet in Battle, and Blood will Rule the Forest.

Look at his collar! He's a kittypet! Once a kittypet, always a kittypet. This clan needs wild-born warriors to defend it, not another soft mouth to feed.

That's part of why I tracked you down. I wanted to be as loyal to you as you are to your Clan. I know I can't exactly miss a life I've never known, Graystripe, but I think sharing your life and your path... is the best journey I could possibly imagine.