Quotes About Loss

Micah." Collapsing, Moth Flight pressed her cheek to his. "Don't go. I love you!

She says StarClan can't possibly understand the forest anymore.

Graystripe had been with Silverstream.

I was glad she was dead! Horrified, he padded into the clearing. I loved her once.

As he nosed his way into the soft grass, and the sun began to spill light across the lake, he felt grief at last begin to loosen its grip on his heart.

She could never truly be gone.

Death too quickly. Death without meaning.

But I blame you," he growled through gritted teeth. "You killed my father!

After Goldenflower had padded away, Fireheart stepped forward and leaned down to lick Runningwind's dull pelt. "I will avenge your death," he promised softly.

could not stop the words from tumbling out even though he knew the old medicine cat's breathing had faded into everlasting silence. Yellowfang was dead.

disappearance.

I no sooner put a stem down, when it's gone.

Ashfur?" Ferncloud had left the nursery and was padding toward her brother. Lionpaw knew that their mother, Brindleface, had been killed by Tigerstar to give a different dog pack a taste for cats' blood.

His heart was warmed by the thought of a future for the Clan. SkyClan had so much to lose—but so much to win as well! Petal

she'd wished she'd died instead of Stonefur.

Micah." Collapsing, Moth Flight pressed her cheek to his.

she could not think of any herb that would heal his broken heart.

My Clan doesn't even know that Sandstorm is dead.

He died with honor, struck down by Oakheart. I couldn't save him, but I managed to take Oakheart's life while he was still gloating over his victory." Tigerclaw's voice was strong and deep. "Redtail's death was not in vain, for I doubt we'll see RiverClan hunters in our territory again.

The cats watched in horror as the Twoleg worked its way around the clearing until the last oak had been felled. Fourtrees, the place where the four Clans had met for many, many generations, was no more. The four giant oaks lay sprawled on the ground, their branches quivering into stillness. Twoleg monsters snarled at the edge of the clearing, ready to move in to carve up the fresh-kill, but the cats stayed frozen at the top of the slope, unable to move.

few moons ago, he wouldn't even share prey with me. But we all learned lessons when our friends died.

Oakheart was crouching beside Rainflower. Her eyes had clouded. Blood stained the rocks around her head. "She's dead." Oakheart turned and stared at Crookedjaw. "Our mother is dead.

Every cat knew that not many moons had passed since Squirrelflight and Leafpool had been gravely injured in a rockslide. Leafpool had died, and Squirrelflight had nearly died, her spirit walking in StarClan as her body healed. In part, it was her love for Bramblestar, and his for her, that had drawn her back into the living world. So

Willowshine and I created a circle of ferns in which we can each remember our lost Clanmates