Quotes from Erin Hunter

Firepaw crouched down and took a large bite from the mouse. It was juicy and tender, and sang with the flavors of the forest.

It's better to scare off a mouse than welcome a badger.

These will give our warriors strength," he told her. "Each cat will eat some before the battle." "Do you have anything for bravery?" Featherwhisker brushed his tail along her spine. "Bravery will come from your heart," he promised. "You were born a warrior, and StarClan will be with you.

Hunting territory: The open hillside Camp: Shallow scoop in hillside Unique battle skill: Speed and agility

Ambition gripped Brambleclaw like an eagle's talons. Hard as it was to admit it, he knew that he wanted to be deputy, and then leader, of his Clan. Was this what Tigerstar had felt? he wondered.

Keep your eyes open, Fireheart. Keep your ears pricked. Keep looking behind you. Because one day I'll find you, and then you'll be crow-food.

You will all make good warriors one day. Don't look so doubtful, Ravenpaw. You need to find only a little more courage to be as good as your denmates. Your hunting skills are excellent—Dustpaw, you'd do well to watch him. Who knows? You might even lead this Clan one day!

So?" Violet's mew interrupted his thoughts. "Are we finishing this or are you going to stare at me all day?

Awake at last!" Ashfur greeted him. "The prey's probably grown old and died while we've been waiting for you.

It's kill or be killed, hunt or starve. There's no room for weakness.

I give you a life for strength. This is the time you and your Clan will stand or fall. You need to be stronger than ever.

I'm not Earth anymore." Anger hardened Tree's mew. "I named myself Tree after you sent me away.

It's not fair." "Life isn't fair," Jaypaw

There's a river for you to catch fish, and for me to fall into!

ShadowClan will do what we always do, he told himself. We'll survive.

It's all right," he murmured into her ear. "Just think how beautiful our kits will be. They'll finally be able to kick you from the outside instead of the inside.

massive dark brown tabby staggered through the gorse tunnel. Between his sharp teeth the warrior held not prey, but the lifeless body of another cat. He dragged the tattered creature into the center of the clearing.

Fireheart! Graystripe! Fireheart! Graystripe!

mouse-brained.

After the sharp-eyed jay and the roaring lion, peace will come on dove's gentle wing.

Sandstorm," Alderpaw meowed, "now that the sun is up, I want to have a better look at your shoulder.

And what do you know about it?" Crowpaw growled. "In WindClan, apprentices know when to keep their mouths shut." "Oh, so you'll be quiet from now on?" Squirrelpaw mewed cheekily. "Good.

but I managed to take Oakheart's life while he was still gloating over his victory.

I must learn to focus on what I'm supposed to be doing!