We should have learned by now not to be surprised by kittypets."

Graystripe

You put quite a fight for a tame kitty

Graystripe pushed past Tigerheart and Whitestorm and crouched beside his old friend. "I would have taken your place if you had let me". His voice was hoarse with grief.

Loyalty is what matters, and that exists now, not in the past. Loyalty must be prove every day, in each piece of fresh-kill brought back to the Clan, every claw mark on our enemies, every patrol, every training session.

She's a skilled and swift fight, and I know she'll pass on her training on to you.

You idiot!" She spat, flattening her ears. "What are you doing in my territory?"
"Drowning?" Replied Graystripe.
"Can't you do that in your own territory?"
"Ah, but who would rescue me there?