Top 500 Erin Hunter Quotes (2026 Update)
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251. “Dappled Leaf nodded. “They can share the spare nest.” As River Ripple disappeared inside his den, Moth Flight glanced shyly at Micah. She’d only shared a nest with her brother before. Dust Muzzle had always teased her that it was like sleeping next to a badger. “I’m afraid I snore.” “Good.” He took another bite of fish. “I snore too.” Dappled Pelt rolled her eyes. “Great,” she muttered.”

— Erin Hunter

252. “Bluestar went on: “If you did, you would train with Graypaw to become a Clan warrior.” “But kittypets can’t be warriors!” Graypaw blurted out. “They don’t have warrior blood!”

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253. “I will never forget you, Hollyleaf.”

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254. “I trust Kallik’s nose,” Ujurak said quietly, before Kallik lost her temper and shoved Toklo into the ocean.”

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255. “Because I’m a Thunderclan cat like you,” she replied, ad darker shadow in the darkness of the tunnel. “My name is Hollyleaf.”

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256. “Me?” mewed Thornpaw in surprise. “It’s your paw! Hurry up, or you’ll have to change your name to Nopaw.”

— Erin Hunter

257. “A menacing snarl came from Frostfur. “What are you doing here?”

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258. “Why can’t I go out?” “You’ve just come in.” “But it’s a sunny day.” “You need a nap.” “I’m not tired.” “You will be later.” “I’ll sleep then.” “But you’ll be grumpy all afternoon if you don’t nap now.” “No, I won’t.” “Yes, you will.”

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259. “One less traitor in the forest.”

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260. “Stop it, you two!” Spiderleg’s stern mew echoed around the hollow as he separated his kits. “We were just playing,” Toadkit complained. “Well, play something quieter!” Spiderleg snapped. “I don’t envy you, Graystripe. Two kits are hard enough.” Then he yelped in pain. “When I told you to play something else, Toadkit, I didn’t mean attacking my tail!”

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261. “Scourge himself was killed by Firestar, leader of ThunderClan and Tigerstar’s chief opponent.”

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262. “If no cat has more to say, we should end this Gathering,” Firestar meowed. “Fine by me,” Blackstar replied. Onestar and Leopardstar nodded.”

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263. “It is a long time since I saw you lose a life, Bluestar.” Firepaw overheard Tigerclaw’s whispered words. “How many have you lost now?” Firepaw couldn’t help feeling surprised at Tigerclaw’s open curiosity.”

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264. “Stormfur yowled. He wove like a fish.”

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265. “Spirits of cats who have gone before,” Moony mewed, “I am sorry I am the only cat left of what was once a noble Clan. I will try to preserve the way of the warrior until my last breath. But I fear that when I die it will die with me, and the memory of SkyClan will be lost forever.”

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266. “From this day forward, until he has earned his warrior name, this apprentice will be called Firepaw, in honor of his flame-colored coat.”

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267. “If that was one life received, he had eight more to go. How will I bear it? he thought in dismay.”

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268. “Cedarstar was the first of the nine cats to step forward. He bowed his head to Brokentail and meowed, “I give you a life to live by the warrior code. Remember it well, Brokentail, and let it be your guide. Wiser cats than you or I have lost their way without it.”

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269. “If something is meant to happen, it will,” he pointed out calmly. “And no cat’s will is strong enough to stop it from happening.”

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270. “It is better to scare off a mouse than welcome a badger.”

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271. “Before what?” Quiet Rain cut her off. Her old ears were as sharp as Thunder’s. “Who’s out there, planning my death?”

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272. “I’m not so old that I’ve lost my wits, you piece of fox dung!” Tallstar snarled.”

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273. “Ravenpaw’s words echoed in his ears. Maybe it’s your time now.”

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274. “Thanks, Crowfeather!” he panted. Looking around, Crowfeather spotted Gorsetail in a nearby beech tree, her fur fluffed up as she spat defiance at the foxes below. And where were you when your apprentice was in danger? Crowfeather wondered.”

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275. “Then he spotted Willowpelt diving from the top of a rock to streak across the ground and shove Sootpaw out of the way with outstretched forepaws. The badger landed heavily on her back; her shriek was cut off with a sickening crunch as the huge creature snapped her neck. It scooped up her limp body with one paw and tossed it into the clearing. Sootpaw.”

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276. “The past is the past. The future is fresh. You must forget all you have known, no matter how much you loved it, and choose paths that will carry you to a new dawn.” -Bright Stream.”

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277. “Nor did this stupid bird,” crowed Cloudpaw, flicking his tail smugly.”

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278. “It had stopped raining but the sky was thick with clouds and the wind was growing stronger, scented with more rain to come.”

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279. “Silverstream is going to have my kits!”

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280. “Sandstorm pressed her flank to Firestar’s. “Bluestar was right. Fire did save the Clan.” “And now there are four Clans again,” Graystripe added. “Just as there should be.”

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281. “Go get something to eat.” He glanced at Featherwhisker. “You may as well go, too, and while you’re at the fresh-kill pile, you can bring me back a morsel to eat. I’ve had a busy morning.” Bluefur glanced around at the clearing. It was scattered with herbs lying amid fallen leaves, and a patch of grass was flattened in one corner where the sun pooled. It was the exact shape of a plump medicine cat. Busy? Huh.”

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282. “Cruel, calculating, and deadly, Scourge murdered Tigerstar with one blow.”

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283. “There are times when a storm is just a storm.”

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284. “Not much bigger than a newborn kit, with a black-and-white pelt that glowed in the half-light, the cat trotted up to Tigerclaw and craned its neck to look up at him. “I am Badgerfang!” he squeaked. Tigerclaw snorted. “Are you sure? You’re the smallest warrior I’ve ever seen!”

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285. “The forest stretched away before him. Beneath his paws he could feel the crisp crackle of newly fallen leaves. Silverpelt glittered in the sky like morning dew scattered on black fur.”

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286. “Longtail.” He looked over at the striped warrior.”

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287. “Clear Sky’s shoulders drooped. “I just want us to be together, like we used to be. Fluttering Bird wants it too.” Thunder felt a surge of sympathy. Was his father still grieving for the young sister he’d lost? “What if you’re wrong?” “I’m not.”

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288. “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.”

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289. “A tabby can’t change his stripes.” Tallpaw sniffed. “Shrewpaw was born with a burr in his fur. I’ll just have to put up with it.”

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290. “You will know when the time comes,” Cloudstar replied. Could you be any more vague? Firestar thought irritably.”

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291. “Three young cats, with starlight in their eyes and the whisper of an ancient wind in their fur. Just remember this: power is neither good nor evil, but its user makes it so.”

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292. “Brackenfur’s purring faltered and his eyes looked troubled. “You should have been with me,” he murmured, gently nosing her injured leg. “No, I’m fine as I am,” Cinderpaw insisted. “You’ll have to be a warrior for both of us. And I’ll have to settle for being the greatest medicine cat this forest has ever seen!”

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293. “Which cat would give her a seventh life? She scanned the ranks and purred when she saw that Mosskit was padding forward, her tiny paws sending up sparks of starlight where they touched the ground. She had to rear up on her hind paws to touch Bluefur’s head. “With this life I give you trust. Believe in your Clan and in yourself. Never doubt that you know the right path to take.”

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294. “I need to talk.”

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295. “You’re going to find Tigerstar. Against that fiend, every cat is helpless.”

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296. “Leafpaw felt a tingle spread through her fur. She remembered her own conviction, back when she had been little more than a kit, that it was right for her to heal and comfort her Clanmates, and to interpret the signs of StarClan for them. Has Mothwing felt the same? Leafpaw wondered. Could she have felt the same, if she was not Clanborn? Even Yellowfang, the medicine cat before Cinderpelt, had been forestborn, though ThunderClan had not been the Clan of her birth.”

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297. “Crowpaw backed off a pace or two, still looking furious, and Feathertail pressed her nose against his flank.”

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298. “Firestar, you can be so dense.”

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299. “Die, ShadowClan trespasser!” “Get off, you great lump!” Jayfeather protested, though there was laughter in his voice. Squirrelflight whipped around. “Honestly! How old are you both?”

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300. “Graystripe’s gone?” Firestar whispered. He sat down, drawing his tail around him. Leafpaw’s legs trembled. Her father had never seemed so far away, so far beyond her reach to comfort him.”

— Erin Hunter