(Loud, jeering, then a mocking sad): "isn't that right, every cat?! We'll be painting the sky with the blood of a traitor, the blood of a clanmate who cowardly tried to run... run from her responsabilites, from the chance of bringing Starclan back! She must not want Starclan to return... she must want that chaos we had moons ago, instead.."

(loud, excited and laughing) "HAHA, great choice! An elder! Starclan will be pleased for sure, and it'll be fun to see old warrior moves thrown into the mix. Young against old- you've got a great mind, Plumstar, you know how to put on a real show!!!"