767 Quotes by Erin Hunter

It’s not his last life,” she rasped, “and even if it were, I couldn’t kill him.” “Why not? StarClan would honor you for it.” Fireheart could not believe her words. The name Brokenstar had always made this old she-cat bristle with rage. Yellowfang dragged her gaze from Brokenstar and looked at Fireheart. Her eyes clouded with pain and grief as she murmured, “He is my son.

But he knew now, with a sureness that filled him with horror, that the voice had never been the voice of StarClan.

Spottedkit, Redkit, and Willowkit sat like three baby owls outside the nursery, their eyes fixed on the moss as the older kits tossed it back and forth. Bluefur.

It was Tigerstar’s ambition that destroyed him. If he had been willing to wait for power to come to him, he would’ve been the greatest leader in the forest.

ThunderClan is doomed!” “There will be a cat who burns like fire!” “Trust no one, not even your Clanmates. Too many hearts are fickle.” “Beware the striped face and snapping teeth!

Where’s Feathertail?” Graystripe’s gaze flicked past Stormfur as if he expected to see the pale-gray she-cat waiting at the foot of the rocks. Squirrelpaw stared at her paws. Poor, poor Stormfur. He brought the worst news of all, to RiverClan as well as ThunderClan.

Fireheart froze. He wanted to protest, but could find no words. The rest of the Clan was just as silent, except for Yellowfang, who muttered, “He’s mad.

I’m loyal to my Clan, Lionpaw told himself. I shouldn’t have to prove it. But still, the bitter taste of his lie stung in his throat.

We’ll be slaughtered if we show ourselves now. We won’t leave your kits, Graystripe, I promise we won’t, but we’ve got to wait for the right moment to rescue them.