Quotes About Friendship

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.

but her voice was actually friendly as she replied. "I'm sorry, Pickle, but I always told you I'm a Clan cat. I belong on the moor." Pickle? Crowfeather thought. What sort of name is that for a cat?

He might have wished us good luck," Graystripe complained. "He probably thinks we don't need it," joked Fireheart as they crossed the clearing toward Yellowfang's den.

She's becoming more useful every day. Besides, I'm getting used to her company." Cinderpaw glanced up at the old medicine cat, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Only because you're deaf enough to put up with my chattering!

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.

As long as Cloudtail loved me, I was no longer Lostface, but Brightheart.

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

I'll always be here if you need me. I may not share your faith, but I will always help you fight for what you believe in.

No cat ever had such a friend as you. I'd give my life for you; you know that.

I know what it's like to have friends in other Clans. To feel that there's something stronger that your Clan calling you away from home.

Sandstorm pressed her flank to Firestar's. "Bluestar was right. Fire did save the Clan." "And now there are four Clans again," Graystripe added. "Just as there should be.

Half Moon made no response, except to reach out her tail and rest it on her old friend's shoulder.

Leafpaw, you and your sister aren't kits anymore. And you have chosen a very different path from hers, to be a medicine cat. You will always be friends, but you can't do everything together, and the sooner you both accept that, the better.

I've lost Graystripe; I don't want to leave another friend behind." Ravenpaw shook his head. "My home is here, but I'll never forget you, I promise. I'll be waiting for you always.

She's truly the best friend I've ever had, and I can never repay her.

Thank you," Fireheart mewed after a few moments. Graystripe shrugged and padded over to him. "There was no choice," he whispered. "I couldn't hurt you, could I?

feel like a bird!" he cried. The words were hardly out of his mouth before he felt his paws slipping. For a heart-stopping moment he thought the wind would bowl him over to plummet down to the rocks below. The landscape whirled sickeningly around him. Then teeth fastened in his scruff and yanked him back to safety. He looked up to see Crowfeather. "Thanks," he gasped. "Just remember you're not a bird," the WindClan cat growled.

As they climbed onto the bank at the other side, the two cats could only stare in horror at the remains of their beloved woodland. "Seeing this place from across the river was the only comfort I had," murmured Graystripe.

Longtail." He looked over at the striped warrior.

We need a rest and a meal more than you can imagine," Firestar meowed. Ravenpaw gazed at his friend's mud-stained pelt. "Oh, Firestar," he murmured, "I think I can imagine.

Oh, Barley. You know me so well. Better than any cat ever has. But there is a secret that I have kept from you without meaning to: I have always been a warrior. I have a loyalty to these cats, and I must fight alongside them, whatever happens.

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.

And once RiverClan gets to know them, those cats will feel the same!

Fallen Leaves licked her ear. "I'm glad you came back, too.