Quotes from Erin Hunter

Mapleshade unsheathed her scarlet, broken claws. "Leave me alone," she rasped, forcing herself to lift her head and glare at her companion. "I don't need anyone.

We all have our flaws, but we overcome them. And sometimes, it's our flaws that make us who we are.

Before I tell you about your father," Fireheart began, "I want you to remember that ThunderClan is proud of you. You'll both make fine warriors. What I'm going to say now won't make any difference to that.

Turtle Tail, I know you'll always be with me," he called. "You waited a long time for our love to grow and it won't die now. I'll fight for you, Turtle Tail, and I'll make sure that your kits have a future on the moor, safe among friends." The clouds touched, becoming one. "I will not fail you.

Rowankit was the sweetest of all my kits," Dovewing was saying, her voice hoarse. "While his littermate was eager to play, eager to explore the camp, Rowankit was always content to be snuggled up to my belly." Dovewing blinked. "I know I'll still reach for him in my sleep. I just can't believe he's gone.

Power is neither good or evil, it just depends on how you choose to use it.-Rock, cats of the clans

SkyClan or cream

It's never going to be the same," he muttered despondently. "Next newleaf, you'll see," Fireheart replied, trying to cheer him up. He hoped Graystripe was only referring to the damage caused by the fire, and not a sense that he could never recover his old place within the Clan. "Everything will grow back stronger than before.

Jaypaw let out an exasperated sigh. "Mousefur, for the last time-" "The last time?" Mousefur snapped. "Good. Go away.

a bully, but no brains.

Gray Wing noticed a nick in the kittypet's ear and felt a flicker of satisfaction.

Well, yes, Dustpaw, launching an attack and knocking me back across the border is one option. But is it wise to take on a cat twice your size?

I can't give up my faith in the longpaws. I understand that we can't rely on the longpaws to help us anymore. But one of us has to remember. One of us has to carry the memories for the rest of the Pack. I'll do it.

Hawkfrost leaped to Onewhisker's side, and together they shielded Tallstar from the attack.

What's the news?" called Halftail. "Was ShadowClan there?" asked Willowpelt. "Yes, it was," Bluestar replied gravely. She strode past Willowpelt and leaped up onto Highrock. There was no need for her customary call for a Clan meeting—the cats were already gathering below the rock. Tigerclaw jumped up beside her.

But Squirrelpaw had the best idea." Squirrelpaw ducked her head, looking embarrassed. "If ever any of you tell the cats back home that I purred at a Twoleg," she mewed through gritted teeth, "I'll turn you into crow-food, and that's a promise.

A true warrior's heart needs no rules! It can do no evil!

Cruel, calculating, and deadly, Scourge murdered Tigerstar with one blow.

The forest stretched away before him. Beneath his paws he could feel the crisp crackle of newly fallen leaves. Silverpelt glittered in the sky like morning dew scattered on black fur.

If something is meant to happen, it will," he pointed out calmly. "And no cat's will is strong enough to stop it from happening.

We'll be slaughtered if we show ourselves now. We won't leave your kits, Graystripe, I promise we won't, but we've got to wait for the right moment to rescue them.

Knowledge can be dangerous

Stormpaw won't," Goosekit growled. "He's going to try to kill me.

Goosekit shook his head stubbornly. There were pictures crowding into his head, as clearly as if they were right in front of him. "There will be a badger," he insisted, "and Stormpaw will leave me to fight it on my own.