Quotes About Courage

Heartbreaks and setbacks are like enemies, attacking you out of nowhere. Even when you're strong enough to fight them, the important thing is not to let them follow you. And the way to do that is to keep moving forward, so that you're constantly putting the enemies of grief and loss behind you.

Everyone must keep alert," Firestar continued. "If you see anything unusual, I want to know. We survived the flood and the fire. We survived Tigerstar's dog pack, and the threat from Scourge and BloodClan. We will survive this too.

I'm alive, aren't I? Thanks to Hollyleaf." Ivypool traced her muzzle over Hollyleaf's back. "If it hadn't been for her, Hawkfrost would have killed me. Hollyleaf gave her life for mine!" Dovewing winced at the tremor in Ivypool's voice.

Bramblestar!

Squirrelpaw forced herself not to look back. They had left their homes. The journey had truly

Tall Shadow

Tigerheart's

He's a remarkable dog," said Lucky. "And he proved something to me. There are different forms of strength. You don't need to be just like everyone else to succeed in this world.

Let's not tell her, then. It can be our secret. Think how surprised she'll be when she sees you walking on four paws again." Cinderpaw didn't speak, but Jaypaw could detect a small flower of hope budding in her mind. "Okay," she agreed at last. "We'll start tomorrow." Jaypaw felt jubilant. "You'll be better in no time." Cinderpaw flicked his ear with her tail. "If I don't drown first.

Hollypaw pressed her nose against his cheek. "You're a hero." Could blind cats be heroes? Jaypaw wondered. Perhaps . . .

You can try, kittypet," Tigerclaw sneered through a mouthful of sand.

Graystripe!

Tigerclaw reared up again with a furious hiss. Fireheart was bracing himself for Tigerclaw's blow when he saw a blaze of grey. A broad pair of houlders flashed past, and Fireheart recognised a warrior he had fought alongside many times before. Graystripe! The grey warrior lunged at Tigerclaw's exposed belly knocking him backward.

Firestar was carried by Sandstorm, Graystripe, Squirrelflight, and Millie. Dovewing heard the gray tabby she-cat murmur, "We were born as kittypets, but look at us now, my precious friend.

Your father's brave," Sorreltail murmured, "but he's no fool.

The young brown tabby got deliberately to his paws and picked his way through the surrounding cats until he stood in front of Tigerclaw. "I looked up to you," he meowed in a clear, level voice. "I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him." Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. "You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I'd rather die than follow you." He turned and stalked away.

Jaykit lashed his tail. Oh, great, he thought. Let's lump all the useless cats together and hope a tree falls on them! Firestar stepped between Jaykit and Brightheart.

Instead, he came to a skidding, terrified halt on the edge of a huge cliff. Steep sandy slopes fell away barely a mouse-length in front of his paws. Waves crashed at the bottom, and stretching out ahead of him was a heaving expanse of blue-green water. The sun was sinking into it on the horizon, its flames so bright that Brambleclaw had to narrow his eyes against them. The orange fire burned a path like blood across the water, almost reaching the foot of the cliff.

No!" His voice rang out in the night air. "Hollyleaf, I won't let you run away again.

We must all follow our hearts," he murmured.

He nipped me!" Lionpaw's whiskers twitched. "You can fight off three ShadowClan warriors single-pawed," he teased. "But one nip from your brother and you squeal like a kit.

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.

you speak from your heart, young firepaw. this will make you a strong warrior one day.

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