Top 500 Erin Hunter Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “I will never forget you, Hollyleaf.”

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252. “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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253. “But she could not think of any herb that would heal his broken heart.”

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

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256. “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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257. “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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258. “Scourge himself was killed by Firestar, leader of ThunderClan and Tigerstar’s chief opponent.”

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

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260. “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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261. “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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262. “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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263. “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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264. “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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265. “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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266. “Stormfur yowled. He wove like a fish.”

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267. “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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268. “The fourth cat stepped forward; Yellowfang didn’t know his name. He was a skinny gray tom, and he studied Brokentail carefully before he spoke. “I give you a life for truth. Without it, kin is set against kin, Clan against Clan. Hold fast to truth in all your dealings and let it guide your words.”

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

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270. “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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271. “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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272. “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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273. “I’m not so old that I’ve lost my wits, you piece of fox dung!” Tallstar snarled.”

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274. “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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275. “Silverstream is going to have my kits!”

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

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277. “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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278. “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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279. “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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280. “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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281. “What is your name?” Goosefeather called after her. The she-cat carried on walking without looking back. “Mapleshade,” she mewed.”

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

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284. “Firestar, you can be so dense.”

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285. “Cloudberry, how she came from RiverClan after the ThunderClan medicine cat Ravenwing was murdered.”

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286. “One of the apprentices whispered loudly, “I’m not surprised he wants to hide in a Twoleg nest – once a kittypet, always a kittypet.” Fireheart bristled. He hadn’t heard that insult for several moons. But the story that a kittypet had joined a Clan must have made rich gossip at any Gathering. Of course WindClan would know. He whipped around and glared at the apprentice. “You’ve spent two moons living in a Twoleg tunnel. Does that make you a rat?”

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

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

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289. “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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290. “Hollyleaf sprang on him, twisted his head to one side, sank her teeth into his fur and skin, telling herself over and over: This is the only way! Ashfur dropped to his belly and Hollyleaf jumped back as he rolled into the stream. She washed the blood from her paws, letting the cold water chill her legs, her flanks, all the way to her heart.”

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291. “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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292. “Goosekit whimpered and buried his nose under his thick gray tail. The.”

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

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294. “Twigpaw glanced at Finpaw. Her heart seemed to skip as he held her gaze. She wondered if he could possibly be as excited as she was at the thought of spending time together.”

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295. “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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296. “I think your hearing has become as poor as your eyesight!” snapped Smallear impatiently.”

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297. “She flinched as Crowfeather’s flank brushed hers, making her fur tingle like the air before a storm.”

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298. “His words are nothing more than mist and sunshine, impossible to hold down.”

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299. “The she-cat carried on walking without looking back. “Mapleshade,” she mewed.”

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300. “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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