Quotes About Leadership

Leafstar had her own litter, Firekit, Stormkit, and Harrykit, and rescued them when a well-meaning elderly Twoleg took them to her den. Her mate, Billystorm, realized how much his family meant to him after this and decided to stay in the gorge forever. Perhaps the only fatal mistake Leafstar made was sending away the would-be warrior Sol; fatal not for her Clan, but for the Clans far away that she had never met.

There will be three, kin of your kin, who hold the power of the stars in their paws. Firestar

Bumblestripe shrugged. "He snapped at Hazeltail for getting in the way, hissed at Cherrypaw for trampling on Ferncloud's moss, and ordered Foxleap and Toadstep to fetch comfrey." He glanced warily over his shoulder. "So I guess he's fine.

Something terrible is coming, Firestar. Four will become two. Lion and tiger will meet in battle, and blood will rule the forest.

I'm Monkeystar," the tortoiseshell announced. "I'm Clan leader, so I mostly decide what we do each day.

His voice was steady, and Firestar began to envy his calm, unshaking courage, until he caught the WindClan leader's fear-scent and heard him mutter under his breath, "StarClan help us! Show us an enemy we can fight!

He follows Bramblestar around like a shadow, giving 'tips.

Mothwing turned to the other medicine cats. "We need to talk. Not you," she added to Shadowsight. "I think it's best if you stay out of this.

I would kill Fireheart!

But sometimes I don't believe there'll be any peace in the forest until Tigerstar is dead.

Then why does any cat follow Scourge?" he burst out. "Some of them enjoy killing." Barley's tone was cold and his eyes were bleak, staring at something Firestar could not see. "And others are too scared to do anything else. You can't lead your own life in Twolegplace if you're not a kittypet with a Twoleg nest to go to. Either you're with Scourge or against him, and cats who are against him don't last long.

Stoneteller.

He stomped around the camp for a quarter moon, grumbling about queens who couldn't tell the difference between birth pains and indigestion.

Your father killed Firestar in the Dark Forest. You must be so proud of him! If not for his savagery, you might never have become leader. Did you and Tigerstar make that plan together?

The ThunderClan leader was wrestling with a dark-furred ShadowClan warrior. "Sunningrocks will never be yours!

Firepaw, Graypaw, Ravenpaw, Sandpaw, and Dustpaw? Dustpaw, stop trying to push Firepaw into the brambles. I'm not blind; I can see what you're doing. Firepaw, go to the other end of the line. Sandpaw, he does not have fleas! Stand still, all of you.

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.

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.

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!

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.

Leopardstar blinked. "I have.

EXCERPT FROM WARRIORS #2: FIRE AND ICE

Bramblestar mewed

mean we're going to leave him here?" "No, it doesn't." Brambleclaw sounded determined. "These are not our warrior ancestors. StarClan has nothing to do with this Tribe. But we can't get him out by fighting, so we'll have to do it another way.