Quotes from Erin Hunter

Let me know if you have any more, okay? Oh, and welcome to the Three.

The life I give you is for curiosity, for the courage to find out what lies beyond the horizon. Never turn down a chance to learn something more.

As a bitter leaf-bare season descends on the lake territories, the five warrior cat Clans face moons of cold and darkness—and far worse, the voices of their ancestors in StarClan have grown dim and silent. Only one medicine cat apprentice still hears them, in a strange vision that warns of a looming shadow within their borders. One that may threaten the warrior code itself.

That's the weirdest name I've ever heard! Daisy thought. It's hardly a name at all. It's like if my name were She-cat-She-cat!

Cloudpaw raised his chin. "I was stolen by the Twolegs!" he announced dramatically.

But sometimes I don't believe there'll be any peace in the forest until Tigerstar is dead.

Star Flower

His fur prickled deliciously in the light wind, and the rustling leaves seemed to whisper his name into the shadows.

Pride glowed in Stormfur's eyes. "I wish I could believe it. But I'll never be half the warrior my father was.

With this life I give you loyalty, to your Clan and to the cats who love you.

Just remember this: power is neither good nor bad, but its user makes it so.

Fireheart opened his eyes, suddenly jolted out of his sleep. Of course! The she-cat he had seen in the woods…was his sister!

Really?" Stemleaf looked surprised. "Spotfur was the brightest part of my life." He gazed ahead thoughtfully. "Since I died, I've been surer of that than ever. I know it was easy for us to be together, but I think that if she'd belonged to another Clan, I would have chosen her." Bristlefrost blinked at him, surprised. "You'd have given up ThunderClan?" He shrugged. "Clans have many warriors, but you only love one cat.

What happens if he kills me here? Will I be really dead?

It's not fair." "Life isn't fair. Stay

Bramblestar will get sick, and it will seem that nothing can cure him." "Bramblestar!" Shadowpaw gasped. "No! He's a great leader. He never did anything wrong.

Lionblaze stared after them. He wanted to walk with Cinderheart like that someday. His whiskers twitched as he imagined kits bounding around their paws, tripping them at every step. A soft muzzle brushed his, and he realized Cinderheart had been watching him. "I'd like that too," she whispered.

That's useful to know.

Their minds were filled with green flashes from running through the woods, a mixture of prey-scent and falling leaves and their own fearless pride.

I will thank StarClan for them every day for the rest of my life.

Though Squirrelflight was his mother

I don't know," he mewed. "But we'll get used to it. You can get used to anything." There was a grimness to his mew that filled Sunbeam with foreboding. Rootspring was younger than her, but he sounded a lifetime older. Had losing Bristlefrost made him like this? Or did the Dark Forest have that effect on every cat who set paw there?

Stone and Grass padded away, following the slope of the hill down into the next valley.

Nice weather, if you're a duck.