Quotes About Cat

The sound of a huge yawn came close to Jaypaw's ear, and Cloudtail's scent wafted over him. "Why don't you get moving?" he mumbled. "Then every cat can get a bit more sleep." "No chance." Dustpelt spoke sharply nearby. "You're coming with me and Sandstorm on the dawn patrol." "Mouse dung!" Cloudtail muttered.

You must be hungry," Goosefeather went on. "Go get something to eat." He glanced at Featherwhisker. "You may as well go, too, and while you're at the fresh-kill pile, you can bring me back a morsel to eat. I've had a busy morning." Bluefur glanced around at the clearing. It was scattered with herbs lying amid fallen leaves, and a patch of grass was flattened in one corner where the sun pooled. It was the exact shape of a plump medicine cat. Busy? Huh.

For the next quarter moon," Bramblestar began, "no cat is to talk to Spotfur.

Not much bigger than a newborn kit, with a black-and-white pelt that glowed in the half-light, the cat trotted up to Tigerclaw and craned its neck to look up at him. "I am Badgerfang!" he squeaked. Tigerclaw snorted. "Are you sure? You're the smallest warrior I've ever seen!

Badgerfang trotted away, casting a shadow no bigger than Tigerclaw's front paw, and another cat stood before him.

Pickle? Stupid name! Stupid cat!

The tabby rogue bounded alongside the river until he reached the fallen tree that Sky had used to cross a few days before. Leading Firestar over to the far bank, Scratch started to climb another trail that led up the cliff face on the opposite side. Firestar panted after him, wishing he had the rogue's powerful haunches. Scratch was a true SkyClan cat!

Troutclaw says there's going to be a new deputy! And Mudfur's going to be a medicine cat." Sedgepaw rolled her eyes. "Why does all the good stuff happen when I'm in dirtplace?

Tigerclaw stared in disbelief. Was the life of his son dependent on an ancient medicine cat and an arrogant kittypet

You mean she's fallen in love with a cat who lives by a different set of rules?

You can't have two medicine cat apprentices!

GORSETAIL—very pale gray-and-white tom

Firestar's ill!

Fireheart admired the ripple of her fur as she moved.

I don't understand all your Clan ways, but seeing you, and hearing you talk about your life, I know I would be honored if my son was brought up as a Clan cat.

That was an interesting night," Mudfur meowed. "RiverClan now has the youngest deputy and the oldest medicine cat apprentice.

Cloudpaw raised his chin. "I was stolen by the Twolegs!" he announced dramatically.

RAVENPAW: A small black loner

In the Twoleg nests around them, lights began to appear in the dark holes in the walls. Lionblaze heard a Twoleg shouting angrily, but the dogs went on barking and pounding at the fence. His belly lurched when he saw that the small brown-and-white dog had stuck its head through the gap and the wood around it was starting to splinter. The dark tabby she-cat darted forward and slashed her claws at the dog's nose. Yelping, it pulled back.

Hmmm. If you're going to threaten to claw a cat's ears, you should try not to look so terrified at the prospect. Firepaw, would you like to try? Ah, yes, I like that you indicated the rest of your patrol. It's always good to let the enemy know they're outnumbered. Sandpaw, put that fire ant down. No, I don't care that Firepaw might not know what it is. Now is not the right time to show him—and he certainly doesn't need to get bitten by one.

Graywhatsit was

I must warn her about Tigerclaw

massive dark brown tabby staggered through the gorse tunnel. Between his sharp teeth the warrior held not prey, but the lifeless body of another cat. He dragged the tattered creature into the center of the clearing.

Her pelt prickling with frustration, Hollykit pushed her way through the brambles and raced back to the nursery. She had just discovered how she wanted to serve her Clan, how to make sure that what she did really mattered. She wanted to be the next ThunderClan medicine cat!