Quotes About Loyalty

Oh, Barley. You know me so well. Better than any cat ever has. But there is a secret that I have kept from you without meaning to: I have always been a warrior. I have a loyalty to these cats, and I must fight alongside them, whatever happens.

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

Bramblestar whipped his head around to face her, a hostile light in his eyes. "You would make excuses for them," he snapped. "You always had a soft spot for weak cats.

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.

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

This will not be the end of the clans as long as I have breath in my body" ~jayfeather

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!

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

That's not true. Firestar and I never discovered what we might have meant to each other," she mewed at last. "I was alive in the forest for such a short time after he came to ThunderClan. But I know for sure"—her voice grew more intense—"that he and I could never have been mates. I was and always will be a medicine cat. That comes first, more than any cat who walks the forest, more even than Firestar.

Nightcloud is a tough warrior. If she thought the stoats were a threat to Breezepelt, she would have fought to defend him—to her last breath if she had to. And maybe she did.

Fallen Leaves licked her ear. "I'm glad you came back, too.

The RiverClan warrior gave a little nod to Stormpaw just like any mentor approving of his apprentice's courage. Then he turned to look up at Tigerstar again. "You'll have to kill me first, Tigerstat!" he spat.

Yet I see the truth now. Fireheart, you are the fire who will save ThunderClan.

With his body dead, they might never get the real Bramblestar back—and ThunderClan would be ripped apart for good.

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.

Crookedjaw hopped over Rippleclaw, who was fast asleep, and landed beside Graypaw. The gray apprentice was huddled in the shade of the fallen tree. "Where's Willowpaw?

Mickey continued. "If you ever come back, you will find this thing, your possession, which you gave to me. It was my favorite toy, and when I played with it, I thought of you. This will prove that I came back to look for you--that I never forgot you or stopped loving you.

Even Ashfur, who was turning out to be a real pain in the tail, would be a brave and fierce fighter in defense of ThunderClan.

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

Maybe if we told her about the time the impostor tried to kill Sparkpelt