Quotes from Erin Hunter

I know, Fireheart. You've always been loyal, not like those others." As if the strength of her fury had exhausted her, she limped back to her bedding.

Graywhatsit was

Anyway," he went on after a moment, sounding more relaxed, "the first time I went hunting with Firestar, I really wanted to impress him. I ran so hard after a squirrel that I slipped on some wet leaves, went nose over paws, and crashed into a tree. Great StarClan, it hurt! And what hurt even more was that I was pretty sure Firestar had to stop himself from laughing." "Really?

Graystripe's thick gray fur was ruffled up against the cold.

Brambleclaw drew his tail over his paws with a resigned sigh. "Well, there are lots of sheep, which are fluffy white woolly things that look a bit like clouds on legs. They're harmless, but you'll need to watch out for dogs when you see them, because the Twolegs use them to control the sheep.

You idiot!" she spat, flattening her ears. "What are you doing in my territory?" "Drowning?" replied Graystripe.

If Gray Wing thinks he's going to take us by surprise, then he can think again!

He wanted to wail to StarClan that it wasn't fair. But he would not behave like a kit, however much he was treated like one. Instead, he began to tidy up the herbs, pushing all the leaves into neat piles and lining up the poultices, ready for any cats who might return injured.

This warrior will not stop until every Clan cat has paid for what he believes was stolen from him when he was alive.

For once she was telling him a story. "So Firestar—he was Firepaw then—was hunting in the old forest and he came upon this skinny old gray she-cat . . .

Or am I just a useless elder?

Hailstar? Oh, great. We've been rescued by the leader of RiverClan.

And there will be a kit, kin of your dearest friend, who will need your help more than he knows. Watch over him, guide his paws, for he is important to all the Clans.

wouldn't be convinced not matter what

Lionblaze interrupted him as Dovepaw's and Ivypaw's eyes grew even wider. "This tree is breaking its vow of silence to remind you not to give the new apprentices nightmares," he warned.

I am not interested

Watching her go, Fireheart felt a strange, happy prickling in his paws.

I must warn her about Tigerclaw

The Twolegs had stolen Cloudpaw!

I'm not Firestar! I don't even look like him, in case you haven't noticed.

While they were away, Needlepaw had obviously been grooming herself, and her sleek silver pelt shone in the growing light of dawn.

abzuschätzen. Sie

next words.

If the cold had reached this deep into the forest, it would be bitter on the high moor. And with prey so scarce, the moor cats would surely freeze or starve if they stayed in their hollow. They'd be safer here, sheltered by the trees, hunting together, as Fluttering Bird had ordered.