Quotes About Adventure

Dustpaw, Sandpaw and Graypaw were play fighting, chasing one another's tails and bundling one another around the clearing.

young she-cat Mousefur

Didn't you see the bramble thicket in front of you?" "Oh, sure," Ivypool muttered. "I just walked into it for fun.

Poor Cinderpaw'll think she's being stalked by toadstools," Lionpaw mewed.

It might be better if we travel alone today

tabby ignored his thanks. "Just passin' through, eh?" he mewed. "I'll bet you've a story to tell. Why not stay awhile an' share it wi' me?" He stood up and braced himself, ready to jump down into the clearing.

Thunderpaths

We must all follow our hearts," he murmured. Squirrelpaw's fears about what lay ahead seemed to dissolve in an instant, like mist in greenleaf. She would lose a friend when Stormfur stayed behind, but she would never be alone.

Every journey begins with a single pawstep, and this one is up to us.

But then he saw Bristlefrost stroll past him, following Violetshine. She glanced at Rootpaw and winked. Without another thought, he fell into step behind the ThunderClan warrior. I'm in.

Graystripe comes with me," Firestar put in, with a glance at his oldest friend.

Yes, anything could happen at any time.

Being a ThunderClan apprentice was the best feeling in the world.

They'll grow, my sweet, until one day they'll be strong enough to walk the whole world.

fourth cat?" "The fourth must be found soon," fretted Broken

we'll end up in the Twoleg horseplace

Longtail." He looked over at the striped warrior.

THIS BRAVE, BIGHEARTED THUNDERCLAN leader started life as a kittypet named Rusty, and lived with housefolk for his first six moons. He inherited his father Jake's fascination with what lay beyond the Twoleg nests, in the woods where wild cats were rumored to live.

Tallkit shivered. This was only his second sunrise outside the nursery, and his paws pricked with excitement. A light dusting of snow had turned the camp white, frosting the tussocky grass and thick heather walls. The freezing air stung his nose. He fluffed up his fur.

Bluekit imagined trees and bracken and nettles and gorse stretching far beyond the camp into an endless sky. "But my legs aren't long enough to travel that far," she protested. As her visions faded into dreams, she heard her mother's voice continue. "They'll grow, my sweet, until one day they'll be strong enough to walk the whole world.

Perhaps I will." Cinderpaw shrugged. "Cinderpaw!" A shrill meow from Cloudkit interrupted them. "Come and see what I've found!" "Coming, Cloudkit!" Cinderpaw limped away, mewing good-humoredly to Fireheart as she went, "Maybe it's deadly nightshade this time.

Moth Flight!

It's one of those StarClan-cursed stoats!

It doesn't even look as if it'll be that hard," Oatpaw added as he peered out at the stoats. "They're kind of . . . cute!