Quotes About Erin Hunter

A new prophecy must be fulfilled if the Clans are to survive. You have been chosen to meet with three other cats at the new moon, and you must listen to what midnight tells you.

but he couldn't get rid of the niggling doubt that his nephew would ever truly understand the warrior code.

If I can make ShadowClan understand that this could be the first step toward another Great Battle, Tigerstar might back down

that's a disaster!" Ravenpaw hissed when he had finished.

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

Leafpaw did not need a visit from StarClan to tell her that her sister was falling in love with Brambleclaw.

I have to tell her where Ravenpaw is, and warn her about Tigerclaw," Fireheart

Firepaw was sure now. It was a ShadowClan warrior, and it was staring straight at him.

This time try to pretend I'm a badger and I'm going to eat your kits." "But my kits really like you," Daisy protested.

Sleekpaw was a yellow she-cat, and

Spottedleaf . . ." "With this life I give you love," she murmured in her soft voice. "Use it well, for all the cats in your care—and especially for Sandstorm.

More sense than a kit?" Stormfur took another step forward until he stood right on the border. "That must make you so proud. You're really fierce warriors, I can see that.

Do you remember when Frostpaw got scratched in her eye by that stick?

The new apprentices are called Myrtlepaw and Baypaw," she whispered. "Aren't ThunderClan names strange?

Her voice echoed in the frightened silence. "We must listen to StarClan.

Midnight turned away from him. "Foxes say you must go now," she told the cats. "If you still here at sunset, they attack. That dog fox, he says he tasted cat once, liked it fine.

Perhaps it's time for fire to save another Clan.

rogues?" Rosepetal sounded shocked. Sometimes

Squirrelflight was fire. She had enough energy to scorch every tree in the forest, and a tongue that could leave scars in beech bark.

I've got my warrior name, too!" Crookedjaw?" How did you guess?" A purr rumbled in his throat. Because your tail's still straight.

Welcome to our camp!" Blackstar called, beckoning them with his tail. "Rest here and take your pick of the fresh-kill pile." "Who are you and what have you done with Blackstar?" Lionblaze muttered.

Being Tigerstar's son has meant I've had to win the trust of every ThunderClan cat over and over. So I know how frustrating it is when you have to prove something that shouldn't need proving.

Look at his collar! He's a kittypet! Once a kittypet, always a kittypet. This clan needs wild-born warriors to defend it, not another soft mouth to feed.