"When you are lonely, you have to make do with what you have. For me, that was my collar. It went wherever I went and never ran away... unlike some cats I could mention!" He hissed.
Rocky ignored Honeycomb. As he walked with the others, his thoughts buzzed. It's all her fault! I could go back but she broke my collar and my housefolk won't recognise me! And it's lonely there too... he couldn't help it. Rocky burst into tears.