Quotes About Grief

Graystripe had been with Silverstream.

The young brown tabby got deliberately to his paws and picked his way through the surrounding cats until he stood in front of Tigerclaw. "I looked up to you," he meowed in a clear, level voice. "I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him." Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. "You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I'd rather die than follow you." He turned and stalked away.

I was glad she was dead! Horrified, he padded into the clearing. I loved her once.

As he nosed his way into the soft grass, and the sun began to spill light across the lake, he felt grief at last begin to loosen its grip on his heart.

She could never truly be gone.

Death too quickly. Death without meaning.

But I blame you," he growled through gritted teeth. "You killed my father!

After Goldenflower had padded away, Fireheart stepped forward and leaned down to lick Runningwind's dull pelt. "I will avenge your death," he promised softly.

could not stop the words from tumbling out even though he knew the old medicine cat's breathing had faded into everlasting silence. Yellowfang was dead.

Ashfur?" Ferncloud had left the nursery and was padding toward her brother. Lionpaw knew that their mother, Brindleface, had been killed by Tigerstar to give a different dog pack a taste for cats' blood.

she'd wished she'd died instead of Stonefur.

Micah." Collapsing, Moth Flight pressed her cheek to his.

she could not think of any herb that would heal his broken heart.

Training will do him good," growled Tigerclaw. "He's grieved for long enough." Firepaw held the menacing amber gaze for a few moments. Warrior and apprentice, for a heartbeat their eyes were locked as enemies.

I looked up to you," he meowed in a clear, level voice. "I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him." Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. "You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I'd rather die than follow you." He turned and stalked away.

My Clan doesn't even know that Sandstorm is dead.

Oakheart was crouching beside Rainflower. Her eyes had clouded. Blood stained the rocks around her head. "She's dead." Oakheart turned and stared at Crookedjaw. "Our mother is dead.

I've lost my best friend," he murmured. "I never thought I would feel so empty.

him, as if they wanted to shelter him while he grieved for

wanted to see Honeyfern so much. I miss her more than I can say, and I don't blame her that Berrynose doesn't love me." Poppyfrost let out a shuddering sigh. "I always loved him, even when he was with Honeyfern. But I would never have tried to take him away from her! Then when she died, I thought he might love me after all . . . but he doesn't.

Juniperkit, who had barely taken a breath before he died, and Dandelionkit, who had never been strong, and who had slowly weakened until she also died two moons later.

he'd taken Squirrelflight to a place where only the dead could reach her.

Ravenpaw might have made a fine warrior. His death has come too soon, and his loss will be felt by many of us for a long time." Empty words! thought Firepaw bitterly. What

The rule is, don't speak of the dead, not don't speak ill of the dead's terrible relatives.