Quotes About Mousefur

You wait. I'll be the crankiest elder the Clans have ever seen. Mousefur will seem sweet and gentle next to me!

Locating a bit of twig on the ground, he snatched it up behind Mousefur's back and cracked it in his teeth. "That's one flea you don't need to worry about," he meowed.

Mousefur's as cranky as a badger with a sore paw," Foxpaw went on. "We never get any thanks." "No, it's always, 'It's too damp,' or 'There are thorns in there,'" Icepaw whispered back.

Whitestorm and Mousefur took the apprentices out," Runningwind explained. "All of the apprentices—more fool them! They're hunting fresh-kill for the elders.

Good fight last night," Mousefur rasped beside him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "It almost made up for missing out on a battle." Fireheart scowled as Dustpaw added, "Yeah! Nice moves, Fireheart—for a kittypet.

Will there be a naming ceremony?" Mousefur called from the crowd. Fireheart looked eagerly up at the Highrock. Would his sister's kit be granted this privilege, as he had been when the Clan had formally accepted him? Bluestar looked down at Mousefur, her eyes cold. "No," she answered.

He also said Mistyfoot's kits are about to begin their training," meowed Mousefur. "You know, the ones Fireheart saved from the floods," she added, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Fireheart noticed Leopardfur stiffen