The little tiger watches the outcast grumble, hah, does he thing we dont know or dont follow him around, we all know whats going on.
The outcast might claim to be an outcast but strangly he almost always seems to been at, or atleast near the center of attension at all times.
The little tiger begins to ponder, wonder larger thougts then the greatest philosophers ever philosophized, how, can a outcast who's at the center of attension be an outcast.... oooooh cookies...
(btw congratulation on your familie expansions, and good luck with your recolonization of the new world, beware the natives i hear they are kannibals and sacrifice baby to demonic idols)