Quotes from Erin Hunter

As they entered the camp, Lionpaw raced to meet them. "Wow!" He stared at Bluepaw's bloodied ear. "Does it hurt?" "A little," Bluepaw lied. It stung like fury.

Thanks, Crowfeather!" he panted. Looking around, Crowfeather spotted Gorsetail in a nearby beech tree, her fur fluffed up as she spat defiance at the foxes below. And where were you when your apprentice was in danger? Crowfeather wondered.

Clear Sky was padding toward his cats. "Why are you even listening to a cat who only left the mountains because he was following his littermate? He was born to follow. I was born to lead!

Think you have nine lives...Do you? I saved you once...Dont make me save you again..

A plant similar to sorrel. The leaf can be chewed up and applied

Why bother?" Jaypaw asked. "It's not your assessment today." "I know," Lionpaw mumbled around a mouthful of fresh-kill. "But that's not the point. A good warrior will always do as much as he can to feed the Clan.

What are you doing here?" "Looking for Cinderpelt," answered Fireheart. "Why? What do you want now?" Cinderpekt's mew sounded from inside her fern nest, and her grey head popped out. "Is that any way to great your deputy?" Yellowfang scolded, her eyes glinting with amusement. "It is when he disturbs my sleep," retorted Cinderpelt.

was very dark. Rusty could sense something was

Hey, Wormkit!" Shrewkit called down. "Why don't you tunnel underneath? You're not supposed to be a moor runner like us!

When Jayfeather told me it was going to rain today, he didn't warn me it was going to rain cats!

Oh, Barley. You know me so well. Better than any cat ever has. But there is a secret that I have kept from you without meaning to: I have always been a warrior. I have a loyalty to these cats, and I must fight alongside them, whatever happens.

look after you when you needed me. Gray Wing did. He was more of a father to you than I ever was, and I'm grateful to him for that.

They're our own little storm in the making!

Crookedkit purred, his jealousy melting. He loved Oakpaw too much to want anything less than the best for him. He just wished Rainflower loved them equally. Oakpaw

The world is so big! What we do matters to us, but there is always something more happening in a different place.

Why couldn't Ashfur give him advice instead of pointing out his mistakes?

Perhaps I will." Cinderpaw shrugged. "Cinderpaw!" A shrill meow from Cloudkit interrupted them. "Come and see what I've found!" "Coming, Cloudkit!" Cinderpaw limped away, mewing good-humoredly to Fireheart as she went, "Maybe it's deadly nightshade this time.

Stop!" Fireheart yowled. "You can't harm Bluestar—she's your mother!

I wish I hadn't saved you!" he blurted out. "I wish I'd gone for my brother first. Then maybe he'd still be alive!

was harsh. "It would have taken the rogues a long time to set up in SkyClan's old camp. And from the way you described Mistfeather, all ragged and skinny, the attack didn't happen just yesterday. With

I like rain," grumbled Silverhorn. "I like the way it makes the savannah green. But if it doesn't stop soon, I swear grass is going to start growing out of my hide.

Bramblestar whipped his head around to face her, a hostile light in his eyes. "You would make excuses for them," he snapped. "You always had a soft spot for weak cats.

Then that makes one less thing for StarClan to worry about

Your father killed Firestar in the Dark Forest. You must be so proud of him!