Quotes About Conflict

It's coming, a battle between Starclan and The Dark Forest and every warrior will be called upon to fight.

What can be more exciting than that?" "Fighting ShadowClan

If Nightcloud were a gentle, loving cat like Leafpool, or feisty and warmhearted like Squirrelflight, it would be easier to feel sorry for her. After all, Crowfeather took her as a mate to prove he was loyal to WindClan in spite of everything of trying to run off with the ThunderClan medicine cat. But she's a difficult she-cat to like, with her short temper and her possessivness over Crowfeather and her son, Breezepaw.

Bumblestripe: "I think we showed them." Hazeltail: "Showed them what? How much blood can be spilled in a pointless battle?

Look Rushtail," Crowfeather was meowing frustratedly "WindClan is gathering farther down the hill. If you stay here, you'll get mixed up with ThunderClan" "So?" ThunderClan never did me any harm," rasped the elder "I'm not moving a pawstep from here, young fellow, until I've had something to eat" Crowfeather rolled his eyes " Great StarClan

Then stop being a know-it-all lionpaw retorted You're not my mentor so stay out of my fur. Lionpaw at Berrynose in Outcast pg 67

Join you? After everything you've done? I'd rather die!

You drift around the camp like a little dark cloud looking for someone to rain on," Leafpool snapped (at Jaypaw).

Fireheart froze. He wanted to protest, but could find no words. The rest of the Clan was just as silent, except for Yellowfang, who muttered, "He's mad.

Before all is peacefull, blood will spill blood, and the lake will run red

It's not his last life," she rasped, "and even if it were, I couldn't kill him." "Why not? StarClan would honor you for it." Fireheart could not believe her words. The name Brokenstar had always made this old she-cat bristle with rage. Yellowfang dragged her gaze from Brokenstar and looked at Fireheart. Her eyes clouded with pain and grief as she murmured, "He is my son.

Yellowfang dragged her gaze from Brokenstar and looked at Fireheart. Her eyes clouded with pain and grief as she murmured, "He is my son." Fireheart felt the ground lurch under his paws.

Oh, no! Hollypaw thought. You might be fed up with him, but we don't want him either, thanks.

Blood will spill blood!" "Darkness, air, water, and sky will come together!" "He is a kittypet!" "Water will destroy her!" "Only fire will save the Clan!

Does that mean you are going to talk with Tallstar?" Fireheart asked bravely. His leader's tail lashed again. "I will talk," she meowed. "But if there is no agreement, then we will fight.

These mysteries were too much for him; he was a warrior, and all he wanted was to follow the warrior code. But what should he do, when the code did not speak clearly to him?

Because I liked your mother too much. But a blind rabbit could have seen that Brambleclaw was the cat she liked best, even though they spent most of their time arguing.

Lionpaw glared over his shoulder at the three cats, wishing he could ignore the stupid truce and rip a piece of fur from each of them.

Jaypaw let out an exasperated sigh. "Mousefur, for the last time-" "The last time?" Mousefur snapped. "Good. Go away.

a bully, but no brains.

Cruel, calculating, and deadly, Scourge murdered Tigerstar with one blow.

Stormpaw won't," Goosekit growled. "He's going to try to kill me.

Goosekit shook his head stubbornly. There were pictures crowding into his head, as clearly as if they were right in front of him. "There will be a badger," he insisted, "and Stormpaw will leave me to fight it on my own.

We don't all dream of being a warrior. We're healers, not fighters, and we managed to live in peace before you arrived. Not every argument needs to be settled with claws.