Quotes from Erin Hunter

Pleasure bubbled in Ashfur's chest. I'm not cruel, he told himself. This was all Squirrelflight's fault. She drove me to this. I only wanted the Clans to see what hypocrites they are.

My curse is to live forever, knowing what has been and what has yet to be, powerless to change anything.

The life that she had known was over; if she couldn't be a warrior, then she would dedicate every beat of her heart to avenging the deaths of her kits.

I'm Monkeystar," the tortoiseshell announced. "I'm Clan leader, so I mostly decide what we do each day." Monkeystar? What sort of a name is that? "What's a monkey?" Graystripe asked. Monkeystar looked faintly embarrassed. "I don't know," she confessed. "But it's the name that my housefolk gave me, so it must be something fierce, like me.

I know things will be different now, but I'll never stop needing you - both of you. No cat ever had such good friends." Graystripe butted him in the shoulder. "We know that, you stupid furball," he mewed. Sanstorm's green eyes shone as she gazed into Fireheart's. "We'll always need you too, Fireheart," she murmured. "And you better not forget that.

Dustpaw, Sandpaw and Graypaw were play fighting, chasing one another's tails and bundling one another around the clearing.

Having fun?" Instantly Squirrelpaw's head whipped around and her green eyes flashed fury at him. "That's right, have a good laugh, you stupid furball!

You know already that I will kill you one day. Your last breath will be gasped beneath my paws. Your last drop of blood will be spilled on my fur. Stones will break and the sky will fall when we meet in our final battle.

We trained together," Dustpelt added. "We fought and hunted together, and StarClan knows we fell out at times, but I always knew I could trust him." "He never gave up, and he always fought to keep his Clan safe," mewed Sandstorm.

Fallen Leaves nodded. "Go well," he murmured. "I will never forget you, Hollyleaf.

Hollyleaf sprang on him, twisted his head to one side, sank her teeth into his fur and skin, telling herself over and over: This is the only way! Ashfur dropped to his belly and Hollyleaf jumped back as he rolled into the stream. She washed the blood from her paws, letting the cold water chill her legs, her flanks, all the way to her heart.

young she-cat Mousefur

Graystripe's gone?" Firestar whispered. He sat down, drawing his tail around him. Leafpaw's legs trembled. Her father had never seemed so far away, so far beyond her reach to comfort him.

That cat is going to be in a lot of trouble once she gets back to her own territory," Molewhisker grumbled.

Calm your waters

Didn't you see the bramble thicket in front of you?" "Oh, sure," Ivypool muttered. "I just walked into it for fun.

Twolegs are mad. Even the smallest kit knows that.

Crowpaw backed off a pace or two, still looking furious, and Feathertail pressed her nose against his flank

A menacing snarl came from Frostfur. "What are you doing here?

Brambleclaw: "you helped Mudclaw, you attacked WindClan, but now..." Hawkfrost: "True, i joined Muclaw because i believed he is the rightful leader of WindClan. But your my brother, Brambleclaw, how could i let him kill you?

Why couldn't he talk to her instead of trying to make her feel small?

SPOTTEDLEAF—beautiful dark tortoiseshell she-cat with a distinctive dappled coat

You wait. I'll be the crankiest elder the Clans have ever seen. Mousefur will seem sweet and gentle next to me!

Ravenpaw dipped his head. "Even if we aren't Clanmates anymore, you will always have my friendship and loyalty." Fireheart blinked away the emotion that clouded his eyes.