Quotes About Conflict

Breezepelt and Crowfeather will try to infuriate the stoats—" "They should find that really easy," Jayfeather put in.

Willowpelt agrees with young Graystripe," Bluestar declared. "A thaw is on the way." Graystripe lifted his chin and flashed a defiant look at Fireheart, but Fireheart didn't care. Bluestar was going to call off the raid! Now Graystripe wouldn't have to choose between his Clan and Silverstream, and Fireheart wouldn't have to join a raiding party against a Clan he knew was already suffering.

Crowfeather: Leafpool, I know you feel the same as I do. Somehow we have to be together. Leafpool: But I'm a medicine cat, and I'm from another clan. There isn't any future for us Crowfeather. Crowfeather: Leafpool, do you want to be with me as much as I want to be with you? Leafpool: Yes, I do.

Kill him!" "Blind him!" "Drive him out of the forest!

Stop!" Fireheart yowled. "You can't harm Bluestar—she's your mother!

Your father killed Firestar in the Dark Forest. You must be so proud of him!

With a shock like a plunge into icy water, Leafstar realized that she no longer trusted her deputy.

Anything could happen," Spiderleg growled. "RiverClan might chase WindClan off the moor. They might decide to accuse us of taking the kits instead. Leafpool told Firestar that WindClan is desperate enough to do anything.

I feel sorry for ThunderClan, stuck with you as leader, when every cat knows the bad blood you've inherited.

Badgers and cats don't mix, and that's the end of it.

Lionblaze waved his tail and bounded across the clearing toward Ashfur. Yes, he loved his father, even if he was a bossy old furball!

How could she be scared of her own brother?

BLOODCLAN LEADER SCOURGE—small black tom with one white paw DEPUTY BONE—massive black-and-white tom

ShadowClan is turning into a bunch of fox-hearts." Bluefur

Oh, that's okay, Graystripe. Actually . . ." Flipclaw hesitated for a moment, looking slightly ashamed of himself. "I've decided to go back to ThunderClan," he admitted at last.

Then Bluefur spoke: "Thistleclaw, he's only a kit. He's no threat." There was a hint of desperation in her voice.

I'm tired of being your scratching post," he growled. "From now on, sharpen your claws on someone else." - Bumblestripe

Breezepelt flinched at the mention of the Dark Forest.

Bumblestripe shrugged. "He snapped at Hazeltail for getting in the way, hissed at Cherrypaw for trampling on Ferncloud's moss, and ordered Foxleap and Toadstep to fetch comfrey." He glanced warily over his shoulder. "So I guess he's fine.

Something terrible is coming, Firestar. Four will become two. Lion and tiger will meet in battle, and blood will rule the forest.

Tigerclaw reared up again with a furious hisss. 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.

Mothwing turned to the other medicine cats. "We need to talk. Not you," she added to Shadowsight. "I think it's best if you stay out of this.

I would kill Fireheart!

But sometimes I don't believe there'll be any peace in the forest until Tigerstar is dead.