Your destiny is what you make it, Leafstar.

I’m more lopsided than a one legged badger!” Graypaw stopped his careful stalking to wander comically across the clearing “I will have to settle for hunting stupid mice I shall just wander up to them,...

I wonder if he’ll ever see the truth in my own heart: that, whatever Dustpelt says, however much Fireheart breaks the warrior code, I love him more that I could imagine loving any other cat....

Tigerclaw stared in disbelief. Was the life of his son dependent on an ancient medicine cat and an arrogant kittypet?

I like being on my own. I mean, I’m sure a Pack’s best for some dogs, but I’ve walked alone since I left my Pup Pack. I can look after myself.

Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

This will not be the end of the Clans. As long as I have breath in body, the Clans will be safe.

I have won.

The cats at the edge of the clearing were staring up at the sky, their eyes huge with fear. As he looked upward, Fireheart heard the beating of wings and saw a hawk circling above...

Our elders, and our elders’ kin, and their kin before them, fought to keep Sunningrocks in our territory. Many of them lost their lives, giving up their last breath for stones that belong to us....

It is better to scare off a mouse than welcome a badger

There’s more to being a warrior than killing. A true warrior — the best warrior — isn’t cruel or mean. He doesn’t claw an enemy who can’t fight back. Where’s the honor in that?

Twolegs are mousebrain

Dovepaw made a mess of the hunting, true. But she ran to help a Clanmate in trouble when she had no idea what danger she would have to face on the other side of that...

Jaykit is blind…

Fireheart dashed to the warrior’s side. Cloudtail was standing stiff-legged, every hair in his pelt on end as if he were facing an enemy. His eyes were fixed on the limp heap of tabby fur...

She will not die today. I won’t let her.

I’m your father, Silverkit, and that means I will always keep my promises.

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?

[Fireheart] was interrupted by a screech from Cloudtail. “Fireheart! Fireheart, Brightpaw isn’t dead!”Fireheart spun around and raced across the clearing to crouch beside Brightpaw. Her white-and-ginger fur, which, she had always kept so neatly groomed,...

I can’t give up my faith in the longpaws. I understand that we can’t rely on the longpaws to help us anymore. But one of us has to remember. One of us has to carry...

Fireheart tensed, waiting for whatever had hunted down these apprentices to emerge from the trees and attack, but nothing stirred. Feeling as if his legs hardly belonged to him, he sprang down and stumbled across...

When you set out, you were four. Six with friends who could not stay behind. Now you are one.

Mapleshade: “Your punishment is complete now, Crookedstar. You have lost everything.” Crookedstar: “No, Mapleshade. You’re wrong. I still have a clan that I love and am proud to lead. And now… …now everything precious to...

Ivypool felt her mouth drop open “Hollyleaf? But…you you’re dead!” “Obviously not,” the newcomer replied with an edge to her voice.

It’s coming, a battle between Starclan and The Dark Forest and every warrior will be called upon to fight.

She was teaching Lilykit and Seedkit how to reach under the wall of the warriors’ den and catch stray tails yesterday.

The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss.

Every sacrifice I make is for the good of my Clan—and for the other Clans around the lake. Even if that means sacrificing myself.

You have no understanding of the warrior code at all. What you’ve done here proves it. You’ve risked the lives of young kits… by leaving them alone here. Anything could have happened to them. They...

A breeze stirred Dovewing’s pelt, as is someone had walked past. She lifted her head an saw two figures standing just beyond her Clanmates. One was a badger with a narrow, striped face, the other...

Why do Twolegs do anything? If we knew that, our lives would be a lot easier.