Quotes About Clan

We shall miss Leopardstar. I remember her from all the way back when I was an apprentice in ThunderClan. I always respected her, and, though her loyalty to RiverClan never wavered, she was a leader who understood the importance of keeping every Clan strong. She had the heart, courage, and strength of the mighty cat she was named for.

I wondered about making hunting patrols bring each piece of prey back to camp as soon as they catch it, instead of bringing back a whole day's hunting in one go." "Wouldn't that make hunting harder?" Bristlefrost ventured. Bramblestar narrowed his eyes. "But I worry that, when warriors are out in the forest too long, they forget that Clan rules apply to them.

With this life I give you trust. Believe in your Clan and in yourself. Never doubt that you know the right path to take.

Bluestar went on: "If you did, you would train with Graypaw to become a Clan warrior." "But kittypets can't be warriors!" Graypaw blurted out. "They don't have warrior blood!

With this life I give you love. You have known so much, but still have much to give. Leadership without love will never be enough to draw your Clan from the shadows. Let your heart lead when your head does not know the way.

With this life I give you pride, so that you may know your own worth and the worth of your Clan.

We're not weak," Tigerstar snapped. "I'm not letting Rowankit suffer for the sake of ShadowClan pride.

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.

This is your destiny, whether you want it or not. You have no choice but to follow it. Every Clan's destiny depends on you, though they don't know it yet. But they will. And there will come a time when they will listen to you and you alone. I can tell you this, but it's up to you to earn their respect.

Stonefur, couching beside Bluestar's body, let out a purr of amusement. "It's easy to see where Graystripe's loyalties lie," he remarked. "Yes," Mistyfoot agreed. "No cat ever really thought he would stay in RiverClan.

warrior name.

Blazepaw tipped his head. 'Perhaps the sun is shining in ThunderClan territory.' Strikestone curled his lip. 'The sun always shines on ThunderClan,' he mewed sarcastically.

Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!

There is no Clan in the forest so true or so brave. I respect and admire the other Clans, but my heart is here, with ThunderClan- the Clan of heroes, the Clan of compassion, the Clan of destiny.

A strong Clan depends on strong warriors

If Graystripe is a traitor," she meowed, with all the ice of leaf-bare in her voice, "then he's just the same as the rest of you. The Clan is full of traitors, so one more won't make any difference.

Just what I'd expect from ThunderClan. Thinking they should keep this secret to themselves—that they're the only Clan that matters!

All warriors are nervous before battle—if not for themselves, then for their denmates and their whole Clan. It makes their senses sharper and their claws fiercer, and it gives them hunger for victory.

The Clans have forgotten the code," the voice whispered. "It has been broken time and time again, and because of the codebreakers, every Clan must pay a price. They must suffer.

Bramblestar padded forward until he stood at the very edge of the Highledge. "I have decided to give up my leadership," he told his Clan.

SkyClan's warriors lay around the apprentices' den, soaking up the last of the late-greenleaf sun before its rays disappeared behind the cliff top. Two

I don't understand all your Clan ways, but seeing you, and hearing you talk about your life, I know I would be honored if my son was brought up as a Clan cat.

I'm not surprised he wants to hide in a Twoleg nest—once a kittypet, always a kittypet." Fireheart bristled. He hadn't heard that insult for several moons. But the story that a kittypet had joined a Clan must have made rich gossip at any Gathering. Of course WindClan would know. He whipped around and glared at the apprentice. "You've spent two moons living in a Twoleg tunnel. Does that make you a rat?