Gimli: Never thought I'd die side-by-side with an elf.
Legolas: What about side-by-side with a friend?
Gimli: Aye, I could do that.
"If otters, mice, lemurs, dogs, hogs, bears and the moon can get along... why can’t everyone?"
— Bear, Bear in the Big Blue House
Oh, and have I mentioned how incredible you are? And how thankful I am? Because you are! And I am! Yes, you are the greatest of Hylians and my most treasured friend for all time!
Millie: You know, Frank, it's AMAZING how well our cat and the dog next door get along. How do two feuding species so opposite, so uncompatible, be so attentive to each other and communicate so effectively?
Frank: Are you talking to me?
— Mutts
What is a wave without the ocean? A beginning without an end? They are different, but they go together. Now you go among the stars, and I fall among the sand. We are different. But we go together. ... Farewell, friend.
— Parting words of the Sea Emperor, Subnautica
I can tell, we've got an awful lot in common
Even though, we look as different as can be!
We don't even have to try, to see things eye to eye
It just comes to us, naturally!
Come to think of it I think we fit together
Playing cat and mouse won't get us, very far!
There's no need to feud and fuss, when it isn't really us
Let's you and me be who we are
—Tiger, "A Duo", An American Tail
Sebastian got closer to Sheba. When she finally acknowledged him, she acted as though she did not even remember her hostility from a few moments earlier. I know you, her affection seemed to say. Where have you been? The little ones were lolling about. Sebastian sniffed each of their foreheads. Then he pawed at Sheba and leaned into her warmth. With this movement, he purred to her, Don't worry. Don't be sad. I am strong. I will not leave you. I am strong.
After the Change, many of the animals reminisced about the time when they first achieved self-awareness, like humans talking about where they were for important historical events. This was Sebastian's moment: a brief recognition of friendship between two beings separated by species and circumstance. He was lucky. So many others recalled watching television, or deciphering a street sign, or staring at some interaction between humans. Sebastian, on the other hand, had a true moment of bliss, a welling of joy and peace.
But it soon faded. He knew that he would lose her. She would leave with her children, and he would be trapped in this haunted house alone. There would be the familiar sounds and smells. Perhaps another child for the Martinis. There would be food and water when he needed it, along with the litter box and the square of sunlight in the living room. But there would be nothing else, and there was nothing he could do about it.
— War With No Name, Mort(e)
