Quotes About Loyalty

Thank you, Mistyfoot," he meowed. "I won't forget this. And if ever I can do anything for you—" "Just go!" Mistyfoot hissed. As Fireheart slipped past her toward the gap in the bushes, she added with a purr of amusement, "And don't forget the fox dung.

somehow Tigerclaw had tried to murder him. This time he had failed. But what about next time? Fireheart's tired brain shied away from what was all too obvious. Next time, Tigerclaw would make sure he did not fail.

Her loyalty to ThunderClan was proven beyond all doubt when she died saving her adopted Clanmates from a fire that swept through their camp. Fireheart grieved as if he had lost his own mother.

They told me that Cinderpelt had hidden them here. I reckoned that if Cinderpelt had something to do with it, then you must know. Sheltering a couple of sickly fleabags is just the sort of thing you'd do." "Well, I wasn't exactly thrilled when I found out," Fireheart admitted. "But I bet you let her off." "Fireheart shrugged. "Well, yes." "She always could wrap you around her paw," meowed Graystripe affectionately.

Mousefur flicked her tail. "It's no use sulking," she snapped. "You broke the warrior code. Did you think everyone would welcome you back like a hero?" "No!" Hollypaw glared at her. "But at least I was trying to help. Everyone else just wants to fight!

A pang shot through her as she realized how absolutely she trusted the tabby warrior to guard them while they retreated.

Do Mistyfoot and Stonefur know all this?" Fireheart asked. "Now listen to me," rasped Graypool. "Mistyfoot and Stonefur know nothing, and if you tell them what I've just told you, I'll rip your liver out and feed it to the crows." She thrust her head forward and drew her lips back as she spoke, baring her teeth. In spite of her age, Fireheart flinched.

Wow!" Sandstorm exclaimed. "What a dreadful thing to do! Bramblestar will certainly throw you out of the Clan.

Breezepelt looked up at him, equally awkward. His eyes were guilty as he replied. "I should never have listened to the Dark Forest cats," he mewed stiffly. "You're a Clan cat, and my loyalty should be to the Clans.

friendships

Rippletail had been a young warrior, with so much to offer his Clan. And in the time that they had traveled together, Lionblaze had begun to think of him as a friend. The beaver had ripped all that away.

Yellowfang was cranky, stubborn, impatient—and the most loyal cat you could ever meet.

but I've always tried to do what is right for my Clan." "No cat would doubt your loyalty," the old cat rasped. "But how far would it go?

be angry with him," Ravenpaw meowed. "That's good thinking, Crowpaw. Thinking like a warrior, in fact. Where you're going, you must trust nothing and no cat without very good reason.

much more. There'll come a day when you'll be so powerful, you'll have no need of friends. And when that day comes, I promise you will never regret that you chose to be a warrior.

dragging the trap attached to its leg. Dovewing leaped at it, claws out, and landed on its neck as the fox's jaws snapped down toward her sister. Below, Thornclaw and Birchfall launched themselves at the creature's haunches while Blossomfall and Mousewhisker

Silverstream: You idiot!!! What are you doing in my territory??? Graystripe:...Drowning? Silverstream: Can't you do that in your own territory? Graystripe: Ah, but who would rescue me there?

You know Yellowfang, don't you? she was cranky, stubborn, impatient-and the most loyal cat you will ever meet.

Now Darkstripe,' Graypaw hissed to Firepaw under his breath, 'is neither young, nor pretty.

Think you have nine lives, do you? I saved you once.... don't make me save you again.

You speak from your heart, young Firepaw. This will make you a stronger warrior one day." said Lionheart Tigerclaw growled. "Or it might make him give in to kittypet weakness right at the moment of attack

For years my wedding ring has done its job. It has led me not into temptation. It has reminded my husband numerous times at parties that it's time to go home. It has been a source of relief to a dinner companion. It has been a status symbol in the maternity ward.

A friend doesn't go on a diet because you are fat.

You know, sort of like Obi-Wan, watching over Luke while he was growing up on Tatooine." "You're a bold-faced liar like Obi-Wan, too!" I shot back. "That's for sure." Ray's smile vanished, and his eyes narrowed. "And you're being a whiny little bitch, just like Luke!