Outcast of Redwall

All little creatures are beautiful...every living thing when it first sees life is born in beauty. What they grow to be is a different matter.

I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the creature unhappy and drive him...to be naughty, because nobody expects them to be good...

You love young ones and babes, I know this. The young will always befriend and admire you...all the young ones of the earth belong to you in friendship. Be good to them. —Breeze, to Sunflash the Mace

He came with death held in his paw Which no rat born could face Oh woe to those who break the law Of Sunflash and his mace!

Each of us is born to follow a star, be it bright and shining or dark and fated. Sometimes the path of these stars will cross, bringing love or hatred. However, if you look up at the skies on a clear night, out of all the countless lights that twinkle and shine, there will come one. That star will be seen in a blaze, burning a path of light across the roof of the earth, a great comet.

Scoffin' a load of our grub an' not tellin' a story? I say, what a bally swizz!

It's a jolly little junior vermin!

Aye, she’m cutten our tails off’n us wi’ a single swipe, missie!