Quotes from Erin Hunter

You listen to your belly when it's hungry and your throat when it's thirsty. Why not be guided by your heart when it speaks to you?

As Firestar drew nearer he recognized the cream-and-brown tabby she-cat he had surprised in the scrubland near the Twolegplace.

This is your destiny, whether you want it or not. You have no choice but to follow it. Every Clan's destiny depends on you, though they don't know it yet. But they will. And there will come a time when they will listen to you and you alone. I can tell you this, but it's up to you to earn their respect.

Trust ShadowClan cats to get competitive about deaths

Stonefur, couching beside Bluestar's body, let out a purr of amusement. "It's easy to see where Graystripe's loyalties lie," he remarked. "Yes," Mistyfoot agreed. "No cat ever really thought he would stay in RiverClan.

Before what?" Quiet Rain cut her off. Her old ears were as sharp as Thunder's. "Who's out there, planning my death?

Crowfeather might almost have thought that his son was dead, except for the faint rise and fall of his chest and the blood that was still trickling from his belly wound and many others.

Darkness, Air, Water, and Sky Will Come Together and Shake the Forest to Its Roots

WindClan!" Heatherstar beckoned her Clanmates forward with a flick of her tail. "Talltail has something to say.

given up her last life, and gone to hunt with StarClan forever.

When Firestar left to rediscover SkyClan, Spottedleaf knew she had lost him to Sandstorm. In her heart, she understood that the young she-cat was a far better choice, able to walk side by side with Firestar

Good idea." The grunted response came from Breezepelt. Crowfeather could barely prevent his tail from sticking straight up in astonishment. Finally, I've done something right!

shadows among the trees.

warrior name.

Well, I am sure, for we do not achieve this by ourselves, but by the strength of StarClan within us.

HEATHERTAIL—light brown tabby she-cat with blue eyes (mother to Breezepelt's kits: Woodkit, a brown she-kit, and Applekit, a yellow tabby she-kit)

Hollyleaf leaped forward at the final moment, taking Hawkfrost's death blow and saving Ivypool's life.

Blazepaw tipped his head. 'Perhaps the sun is shining in ThunderClan territory.' Strikestone curled his lip. 'The sun always shines on ThunderClan,' he mewed sarcastically.

Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!

No, I think I lay on a thistle.

Every word was poison, like snake venom dripping into a pool, but it's helped me understand him.

Tallkit backed away as their dark brown pelts scuffed the snow. It must be fun to have a littermate to play fight with. If only Finchkit hadn't died.

Kill him!" "Blind him!" "Drive him out of the forest!

Marigold stops infection. Coltsfoot eases breathing. Poppy seed soothes pain and shock and brings sleep.