Look at his collar! He’s a kittypet! Once a kittypet, always a kittypet. This Clan needs wildborn warriors to defend it, not another soft mouth to feed.

Your collar is the mark of the twolegs, and that noisy jingling will make you a poor hunter at best. At worst it will bring the twolegs into out territory looking for the poor lost kittypet who fills the woods with his pitiful tinkling.