Quotes About Clans

As a bitter leaf-bare season descends on the lake territories, the five warrior cat Clans face moons of cold and darkness—and far worse, the voices of their ancestors in StarClan have grown dim and silent. Only one medicine cat apprentice still hears them, in a strange vision that warns of a looming shadow within their borders. One that may threaten the warrior code itself.

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

Speak with us, warrior ancestors," Littlecloud meowed. "Show us the destiny of our Clans." Leafpaw closed her eyes and pressed her nose against the surface of the stone.

Tigerstar's whiskers twitched. "I can't think of anything better. We've put up with ThunderClan long enough. It'll be good to have a new Clan on our border." He eyed Bramblestar mischievously. Bramblestar huffed. "ThunderClan will enjoy a break from ShadowClan as well." "You'll miss our scent markers!" Strikestone called from the gathered cats. Amused purrs rippled through the Clans.

Was this Tigerstar's new way to shake up the Clans? If so, what was his ultimate goal—and how would it affect RiverClan?

Acorn Fur, Quick Water, and Birch, for instance—had amber ones.

There was a time when the young of many clans joined together to make new clans.

In order to survive, Tom and the Spook must form an alliance with Grimalkin, the deadly witch assassin of the most powerful of the Pendle clans.

Framed by the cold light of the moon, Fireheart saw the powerful shoulders and broad head of the cat who had leaped onto the rock beside Tallstar. The other leader seemed puny and frail beside this massive figure. And with a cold shiver of dread, Fireheart realized that the new leader of ShadowClan was Tigerclaw.

shouldn't even be going inside—it's for medicine cats and Clan leaders only

Two Clans of purebred warriors

Oakheart, of all cats! He thinks he's StarClan's gift to the Clans.

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.

And yet the only reason he had found the courage to lead the forest Clans into battle against BloodClan was because he had believed his warrior ancestors when they told him there had always been four Clans in the forest. The fifth Clan was StarClan, forever protecting the four below. Had StarClan lied? Bluestar

Wind Runner, with this life I give you the determination to bring unity to all the Clans.

He sent a whole patrol." Firestar drew in a deep breath. "Then all four Clans are fighting on our territory.

Are you spying on us?" Russetfur's mew was sharp. "Did Firestar send you?" Jaypaw straightened up and faced the ShadowClan deputy across the scent line. "Like Firestar would send me to spy," he meowed sarcastically.

Stormfur felt ice creeping along his limbs as he recalled Midnight's dreadful message. Twolegs were destroying the forest to make a new Thunderpath. All the Clans would have to leave, and it was the task of StarClan's chosen cats to warn them and lead them to a new home.

Something is happening inside StarClan. All the Clans will be affected. This time will cannot rely on other Clans.

Come with me, kittypets; I'll take you to each of the territories and introduce you to these sometime allies, sometime enemies, and you will learn more about the battles of the Clans.

WindClan hunting in woodland. What next? ShadowClan fishing in the lake?

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.

Newleaf is here now," Squirrelflight pointed out. "There's more prey running around, so the Clans should be less prickly." Hollypaw glanced at Jaypaw. "Some cats are still prickly even with a full belly!

You want to know what it's like to be a Clan cat, don't you? About the code that binds us and gives us the courage to survive, about the Gatherings, where we meet in peace for the flicker of a full moon to share tongues and wisdom and news. And the battles—oh, yes, the battles. I can see from the way your eyes gleam that this is what interests you most: the blood-soaked history of the four Clans, the fighting skills passed from mentor to apprentice.