Quotes from Erin Hunter

Twoleg den with cows and a dark, hay-scented barn where she and

Goosefeather

If Graystripe is a traitor," she meowed, with all the ice of leaf-bare in her voice, "then he's just the same as the rest of you. The Clan is full of traitors, so one more won't make any difference.

And once RiverClan gets to know them, those cats will feel the same!

The mice aren't going to line up and come running into camp, you know.

Just what I'd expect from ThunderClan. Thinking they should keep this secret to themselves—that they're the only Clan that matters!

Tiny drops of fresh dung littered the top of the boulders, reminding her of the old apprentice trick of telling kits they were tasty berries.

But the grass had grown up again around the tree trunk, thick and luxuriant, making a comfortable home for the elderly cats whose service to the Clan was done.

to overtake his son. "Stoats!" Crowfeather gasped. Snow-white stoats!

Badgers and cats don't mix, and that's the end of it.

who still looked as if some cat had hit him over the head with a dead pigeon.

I love you, Sandstorm," Firestar put in. "You'll never be second-best for me. My love for you belongs here and now, in the life we share—and it will last for all the moons to come, I promise.

The air began to taste warm and furry.

All warriors are nervous before battle—if not for themselves, then for their denmates and their whole Clan. It makes their senses sharper and their claws fiercer, and it gives them hunger for victory.

Sleekpaw says dead cats are dumb. She says StarClan can't possibly understand the forest anymore. They've

I believe in the importance of learning from what has been discovered before. And in how precious health is, and how hard I must work to preserve it in all my Clanmates. The fact that the world of signs, omens, and dreams that have hidden meanings is closed to me doesn't feel like something is missing, Mistystar. I respect what you believe. You must respect what matters to me.

Scourge is dead!

Hollypaw cut him off. "No cat must know! Not when we don't know exactly what the prophecy means.

He kept checking the position of the sun in the sky, impatient for it to start going down so that he could be sure they were still traveling in the right direction. Where the sun touched the horizon, that was the sun-drown-place. Brambleclaw pushed away his nagging worry that they would have nothing to guide them if clouds came to hide the sun, and he hoped the good weather would hold.

It's silverthorn. A Twoleg vine," Finleap explained. "They use it to make barriers around their land. The thorns keep animals trapped in their meadows. Only StarClan knows why they left a bundle of it here.

Why shouldn't I know what's going on?" Jaypaw dug his claws into the grass. "It's not fair if I can't even be curious!" "Curiosity must be tempered with patience," Yellowfang insisted. "Knowledge is wasted on those without the wisdom to know how to use it. And wisdom comes only with time.

Lionblaze waved his tail and bounded across the clearing toward Ashfur. Yes, he loved his father, even if he was a bossy old furball!

That's not true. Firestar and I never discovered what we might have meant to each other," she mewed at last. "I was alive in the forest for such a short time after he came to ThunderClan. But I know for sure"—her voice grew more intense—"that he and I could never have been mates. I was and always will be a medicine cat. That comes first, more than any cat who walks the forest, more even than Firestar.

Only then did she realize that she had completely forgotten to meet Crowfeather at twilight.