Quotes About Clan

RIVERCLAN FACTS Leader: Mistystar

Jaypaw wondered if Lionblaze and Hollyleaf must have been part of the ancient Clan, too

Never forget how much I love you." Then he touched the heads of his kits one by one. "Silver Stripe, be brave and take care of your mother. White Tail, learn all that you can so that one day you will make your Clan proud. Black Ear, forgive any harm you've been done and show kindness to your Clanmates. For we are all fighting a hard battle, and sometimes kindness is all we need.

Bramblestar nodded agreement. "Then Breezepelt and Crowfeather will try to infuriate the stoats—" "They should find that really easy," Jayfeather put in. His Clan leader gave him a stare from narrowed eyes. "Thank you, Jayfeather," he mewed, an irritated edge to his voice.

I'll be loyal to my Clan as long as I have breath enough to fight.

With this life I give you loyalty, to your Clan and to the cats who love you.

Really?" Stemleaf looked surprised. "Spotfur was the brightest part of my life." He gazed ahead thoughtfully. "Since I died, I've been surer of that than ever. I know it was easy for us to be together, but I think that if she'd belonged to another Clan, I would have chosen her." Bristlefrost blinked at him, surprised. "You'd have given up ThunderClan?" He shrugged. "Clans have many warriors, but you only love one cat.

DEFEND YOUR CLAN, EVEN WITH YOUR LIFE. YOU MAY HAVE FRIENDSHIPS WITH CATS FROM OTHER CLANS, BUT YOUR LOYALTY MUST REMAIN TO YOUR CLAN.

Brokenstar had not just brought chaos to his own Clan—he had driven the whole of WindClan from their camp, right out of Clan territory. He had been a dark shadow in the forest since before Fireheart had left his kittypet life to join ThunderClan.

This warrior will not stop until every Clan cat has paid for what he believes was stolen from him when he was alive.

Ambition gripped Brambleclaw like an eagle's talons. Hard as it was to admit it, he knew that he wanted to be deputy, and then leader, of his Clan. Was this what Tigerstar had felt? he wondered.

You will all make good warriors one day. Don't look so doubtful, Ravenpaw. You need to find only a little more courage to be as good as your denmates. Your hunting skills are excellent—Dustpaw, you'd do well to watch him. Who knows? You might even lead this Clan one day!

I give you a life for strength. This is the time you and your Clan will stand or fall. You need to be stronger than ever.

WindClan has also thrived, despite the weather," Harespring announced.

Her pelt prickling with frustration, Hollykit pushed her way through the brambles and raced back to the nursery. She had just discovered how she wanted to serve her Clan, how to make sure that what she did really mattered. She wanted to be the next ThunderClan medicine cat!

EXCERPT FROM WARRIORS #2: FIRE AND ICE

Bramblestar mewed

Only Skystar looked unconvinced. "So the rule on boundaries comes last now?" Gray Wing looked at the SkyClan leader. "Perhaps it should have come last all along.

Tigerclaw will be the new deputy of ThunderClan.

Tigerstar bristled. "Fireheart." He curled his lip. "Don't you mean Rusty? That was his kittypet name." There was rage in his mew. "He's the reason I left ThunderClan. I'm a warrior. How could I stay in a Clan that respects a kittypet?

You've gossiped and guessed. There's no time for that! Find this cat! Choose your destiny! That is the Clan's last hope!

And Sky isn't crazy—far from it. He has kept alive the memory of the Clan for many seasons.

With this life I give you courage," Lionheart murmured. "Use it well in defense of your Clan.

The girls Have the brief-blooming, rhododendron-youth Of pioneer women, and the black-toothed age. And if you yearn to meet your pioneers, You'll find them there, the same men, inbred sons Of inbred sires perhaps, but still the same; A pioneer-island in a world that has No use for pioneers--the unsplit rock Of Fundamentalism, calomel, Clan-virtues, clannish vices, fiddle-tunes And a harsh God.