Quotes About ThunderClan

Graystripe shrugged. "Dunno. We've seen nothing of ShadowClan since the floods started. Who knows what they're up to?" "We'll even give you an escort," Nightstar went on, narrowing his eyes. "Just to make sure you get to Fourtrees safely. We wouldn't want ThunderClan to be scared off by an angry mouse, would we?

He had sworn undying vengeance as he was sent into exile, and Fireheart was sure that his bloodthirsty attempt to set the dog pack on the cats of ThunderClan would not be his last attempt to fulfill his oath.

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.

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!

Squirrelpaw! Brambleclaw groaned inwardly. Firestar's daughter, eight moons old, recently apprenticed—and the biggest nuisance in ThunderClan.

Tigerstar bristled. "Fireheart." He curled his lip. "Don't you mean Rusty? That was his kittypet name." There was rage in his mew. "He's the reason I left ThunderClan. I'm a warrior. How could I stay in a Clan that respects a kittypet?

You will live to regret this day forever, ThunderClan, and that is a promise." She

Which is why taking control of their Clan won't be a problem. Those weak fools in WindClan are so used to taking orders from ThunderClan that they'll hardly notice the difference.

Cinderpelt didn't have the same sensitivity to StarClan that other medicine cats have had; for example, she interpreted blades of burning grass as a warning that Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight would unite—fire and tiger—to destroy ThunderClan.

CHAPTER 16 The sun had set by the time Brambleclaw led Stormfur and Brook through the thorn tunnel into the ThunderClan camp. Shadows lay thickly in the

Fireheart had left his kittypet life to join ThunderClan

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.

If it's on WindClan territory it becomes our prey!" Tornear snapped. "Squirrels have always been ThunderClan prey!" Dustpelt stopped pacing and let the fur stand up on his neck. "Is that part of the warrior code?" sneered Tornear. He took a step forward, his eyes glittering.

I'll be proud to stand with the warriors of ThunderClan and fight him to the death.

I, Firestar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these three apprentices.

Bumblekit, Briarkit, and Blossomkit," Graystripe murmured. "Welcome to ThunderClan, my precious children.

Oh, sure!" Jayfeather lashed his tail. "Wouldn't that just be great? One medicine cat who can't see, and another who can't walk. ThunderClan would be invincible!

Nice job, Graystripe, Graystripe praised himself, withdrawing from the nursery to give the little family some space. New ThunderClan kit welcomed!

He was a true ThunderClan apprentice now.

Have courage, young Fireheart. These are dark times for ThunderClan

Leafpool gazed at him until she knew her eyes would see nothing but his face all the way back to the ThunderClan camp. Then she spun around and pelted down the hillside as if a whole pack of foxes were behind her.

On the other side, beyond the gap that led into the stone hollow, the unknown forest lay waiting. No—ThunderClan's new territory lay waiting.

The she-cat twitched one ear. "I'd be insulted that you don't know, except that I can hardly blame ThunderClan for wanting to forget about me. But I know all about you, Goosefeather, and what you can see. I can help you, if you like.

You will live to regret this day forever, ThunderClan, and that is a promise.