Quotes from Erin Hunter

Now those dogs know where we live.

Hollypaw pressed her nose against his cheek. "You're a hero." Could blind cats be heroes? Jaypaw wondered. Perhaps . . .

long, long way from home

Drizzle pricked her ears. "Yesterday she said that I was as dumb as a water vole. But I'm not." "Of course you're not!" Pine Needle's whiskers twitched mischievously. "You're dumber.

I . . . I tried to tell Tigerstar that Scourge was dangerous, but neither of us imagined what he could do. Tigerstar offered Scourge a share of the forest if he would bring his cats to help him fight. He thought that once he'd made all the other Clans join TigerClan he could get rid of BloodClan.

Berrynose." "Oh, thank you!

You can try, kittypet," Tigerclaw sneered through a mouthful of sand.

Nice job, Graystripe, Graystripe praised himself, withdrawing from the nursery to give the little family some space. New ThunderClan kit welcomed!

I can push in the sticky-out bits.

Good fight last night," Mousefur rasped beside him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "It almost made up for missing out on a battle." Fireheart scowled as Dustpaw added, "Yeah! Nice moves, Fireheart—for a kittypet.

she managed to trip over a half-buried stone and a stray twig before she even reached them. Good luck with taking her anywhere, he thought. Maybe that's what Jayfeather's omen meant.

You're obsessed with the past," Jaypaw warned her. "You want to make sure everything turns out the way you think it should.

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.

Cinderheart, who was curled up nearby with her own kits, who were much older and bigger than Ivypool's. She was watching Ivypool's kits affectionately. It must be sweet, Alderheart thought, to get to spend time with her kit's kits at the same time she tends her own.

Only when I get treated like I'm different," Jaypaw replied. "I don't feel any different, so it's really annoying when anyone makes a fuss about my blindness. It's like they feel sorry for me when there's nothing to feel sorry about.

Hello, Mother." Squirrelflight blinked. Mother? Had he once been part of this group?

hope it means I'll know things other cats don't." "Like what?" Mischief lit his gaze. "How to speak to Twolegs?" "Don't be stupid!

Graystripe!

And ShadowClan holds power over there, in the darkest part of the forest," added Graypaw, flicking his head sideways. "The elders say that the cold winds from the north blow over the ShadowClan cats and chill their hearts.

It doesn't matter which of Whitewing's kits is the one. There are still three of us!

Four patrols could not drive the fox from our territory. Today Lionblaze sent it fleeing for its life.

You can't always do the right thing. No matter how much you want to.

It seems like every day's a bad day with you." Shut up! Shut up! "It's leaf-bare," Sunfall began. Duh!

Tigerclaw reared up again with a furious hiss. Fireheart was bracing himself for Tigerclaw's blow when he saw a blaze of grey. A broad pair of houlders flashed past, and Fireheart recognised a warrior he had fought alongside many times before. Graystripe! The grey warrior lunged at Tigerclaw's exposed belly knocking him backward.