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.
Erin HunterYou idiot!" She spat, flattening her ears. "What are you doing in my territory?" "Drowning?" Replied Graystripe.
Erin HunterLook 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.
Erin Hunter