Grizzabella sighed as she lay underneith the old vehicle. When all these cats knew her from before, they all hated her. They wanted her dead. But why? Just because she left the tribe? Her mother had once told her that leaving the tribe was strictly forbidden-but why? What was so wrong about being independant? She stretched her arms forward, staring up at the starry night sky. The Heavyside Layer....had she truly been reborn?