Quotes from Erin Hunter

Sandstorm had drawn a few paces ahead, and had paused at the foot of a tree to sniff the bark. "Come and look at this," she called, beckoning with her tail.

You betrayed both Packs.' The iciness of her snarl shocked Lucky. 'How can any dog expect to be trusted after such dishonesty?

Graystripe is the best!

Appledusk is mine!

Mourning Micah again won't change anything. He'd be proud I came here. This felt like his tree now.

You have a prophecy hanging over your head like a hawk. You're fire, and only water can destroy you! You can't ignore the signs.

You'll need the whole of StarClan on your side for this one," answered Graypaw. "Call out if you need a hand. If she looks like she's going to get you, I'll sneak up behind her and whack her on the head with a stiff rabbit." Firepaw purred with amusement and trotted off toward Yellowfang.

Silverstream pressed her damp fur against him.

Blood does not have to mean death. It can bring more strength than you can imagine.

Let's not ask for the stars as well.

What do you expect me to do? Fly up to the stars and drag them down by their tails?

I must not bite him. Moon

Graystripe looked ready to burst out of his skin. "Fireheart," he whispered, "Silverstream is going to have my kits!

Looking down at the foaming white water, he remembered how Bluestar had hurled herself over, taking with her the leader of the dog pack. Firestar had plunged in to save her; he shivered at the memory of the roar of water in his ears, the weight of his soaking fur, the exhaustion in his legs as he tried to swim with Bluestar's body gripped in his teeth.

Pure icy fear lanced through Leafpaw. Tigerstar had been prepared to kill any cat who opposed him in his quest for supreme power. And now another cat was preparing to follow in his pawsteps.

Graystripe's kit would not make such a decision lightly," Sandstorm put in.

Whitestorm went on. "Tigerclaw's treachery has shaken the whole Clan.

He sends scouts ahead when he goes on patrol. He's set a permanent guard at the camp entrance. He's enforcing every rule. Half the Clan is on punishment duty for breaking one code or another." He glanced over his shoulder. "Everyone's scared they'll be reported. The warriors are so tense they hardly speak to one another, and the apprentices act like they're walking on quails' eggs.

Flipclaw took a deep breath. "Then perhaps I should go for a wander," he meowed. "Alone. To think things through, and decide whether to come back to ThunderClan. Maybe I can find better, less dangerous territory where we can live. Or maybe it's time we all stopped living like this, in Clans.

How could StarClan do this? Have they no pity?" she spat. "I will never go to the Moonstone again!

But you will come to value what you still have, and what you may have in the future.

He watched as Oakheart staggered and fell, and finally as the light went out of the RiverClan deputy's eyes.

This was his home now. He was a member of ThunderClan.

Onewhisker, treat our friends well when you lead our Clan. Remember everything ThunderClan has done for us." "Tallstar, I'll do my best, but . . .