Top 500 Erin Hunter Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “I need to talk.”

— Erin Hunter

352. “Oh, and welcome to the Three.”

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353. “And with a cold shiver of dread, Fireheart realized that the new leader of ShadowClan was Tigerclaw.”

— Erin Hunter

354. “Perfect!” mewed Mistyfoot.”

— Erin Hunter

355. “Don’t you know medicine cats don’t have kits?” hissed Yellowfang furiously. “But I heard you were a warrior before that,” Firepaw ventured. “I have no kits!” Yellowfang spat. She snatched her tail away from him and sat up. “Anyway” – her voice suddenly lowered, and she sounded almost wistful – “accidents seem to happen to kits when I’m around them.”

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356. “Eeltail and Splashfoot were standing over three small dark shapes. Eeltail looked up, her eyes brimming with pity. “I’m so sorry,” she mewed. “We couldn’t save them.”

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357. “Tallkit shivered. This was only his second sunrise outside the nursery, and his paws pricked with excitement. A light dusting of snow had turned the camp white, frosting the tussocky grass and thick heather walls. The freezing air stung his nose. He fluffed up his fur.”

— Erin Hunter

358. “Kill him!” “Blind him!” “Drive him out of the forest!”

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359. “Jaykit is blind...”

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360. “Tawnypelt pointed out. “I doubt they’d follow us. They must be quite stupid, or they wouldn’t let Twolegs on their backs.”

— Erin Hunter

361. “I give you a life for clear sight,” she meowed. “Brokentail, know yourself and your destiny, but know too that destiny can be changed if you choose the right path.”

— Erin Hunter

362. “And,” Squirrelflight continued, “if I’m right, it’s even worse than we thought.”

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363. “Crowfeather gave her a long look, hostility and something else in his eyes. He seemed about to say something, then just nodded and headed out of the camp.”

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

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365. “I can’t believe.”

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366. “I know what it’s like to lose kits, Oakheart, I wouldn’t wish that kind of grief on any cat.”

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367. “Stormpaw won’t,” Goosekit growled. “He’s going to try to kill me.”

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368. “Wherever you are, Cinderpelt,” she mewed out loud, “if you can hear me, I promise that I will never leave our Clan again. I am their medicine cat now, and I will follow in your pawsteps until it’s my turn to walk with StarClan.” Hesitating, she added, “But please, if I ever meant anything to you, come to me when you can and tell me you forgive me.”

— Erin Hunter

369. “Brokentail, I give you a life for compassion. Use it to shelter the weakest in your Clan, the kits and elders and the sick. Use it to show mercy to your enemies and to choose the path your paw steps will follow.”

— Erin Hunter

370. “Tempest shifted her paws. “You didn’t ask what we’d named the kits.” Squirrelflight pricked her ears. “What?” Snow purred. “Leaf, Squirrel, and Moon.”

— Erin Hunter

371. “With this life I give you trust. Believe in your Clan and in yourself. Never doubt that you know the right path to take.”

— Erin Hunter

372. “No, I think I lay on a thistle.”

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373. “Why was Sandynose such an old badger.”

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374. “They’re our own little storm in the making!”

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375. “This would never have happened in my day,” Archeye commented from where he sat in front of the elders’ den. “What’s next? Kit warriors?”

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376. “Bluekit imagined trees and bracken and nettles and gorse stretching far beyond the camp into an endless sky. “But my legs aren’t long enough to travel that far,” she protested. As her visions faded into dreams, she heard her mother’s voice continue. “They’ll grow, my sweet, until one day they’ll be strong enough to walk the whole world.”

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377. “Oh, no! Hollypaw thought. You might be fed up with him, but we don’t want him either, thanks.”

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378. “She woke shivering beneath a light coat of frost, missing the warmth of her kits.”

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379. “A plant similar to sorrel. The leaf can be chewed up and applied.”

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380. “Perhaps he would have to leap over himself. If that’s what it takes to save the Clan, then that’s what I will do, Fireheart vowed grimly.”

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381. “Thorn looks scrawny, but he’s wily, and as fast as a ferret.”

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382. “With this life I give you pride, so that you may know your own worth and the worth of your Clan.”

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383. “I forgot it.”

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384. “They huddle in the marshes and woods, hiding like prey from the wind and the sun. We live with our tails touching the sky.”

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385. “He knew a broken cat when he saw one; this was the end of Bluestar’s leadership, even if he hadn’t managed to take her last lives.”

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386. “Farewell, Birdflight, Gorsekit, Spottedkit. I will find you again one day, I promise.”

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387. “She would have given up every Gathering from now until she went to join StarClan, if only she could have been sure that her sister was safe.”

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388. “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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389. “The tabby rogue bounded alongside the river until he reached the fallen tree that Sky had used to cross a few days before. Leading Firestar over to the far bank, Scratch started to climb another trail that led up the cliff face on the opposite side. Firestar panted after him, wishing he had the rogue’s powerful haunches. Scratch was a true SkyClan cat!”

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390. “He knew Sandstorm liked and respected him, far more than he would ever have expected when he first joined the Clan, but it had never occurred to him that she felt anything stronger than friendship for him. Suddenly he pictured the soft sparkle in her pale green eyes when she had licked his stinging paws, and his fur began to prickle with a sensation he had not felt before.”

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391. “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.”

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392. “I’m sorry,” she began. “I will never forget how you saved my life and gave me somewhere to stay when I thought I had lost everything. You have been a true friend, and I will always be grateful for that. But I don’t belong here.” “I know,” Fallen Leaves meowed. “I always hoped you would stay. I... I never had someone to share my home before. But your Clan needs you more than I do. You must realize that by.”

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393. “The heart of the forest – and the roots of life for the four Clans – had been ripped out. Nothing would ever be the same again.”

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394. “Ahead of them, the tunnel was lit by a narrow hole in the ceiling that led to the wasteland above. Fireheart could see many cats huddled together in the gray light – warriors and elders, queens and kits, all pitifully thin. A cold breeze blew relentlessly through the hole in the roof, stirring the thin fur on the skinny bodies. Fireheart shuddered, for the breeze carried to him the stench of sickness and crowfood.”

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395. “We need a rest and a meal more than you can imagine,” Firestar meowed. Ravenpaw gazed at his friend’s mud-stained pelt. “Oh, Firestar,” he murmured, “I think I can imagine.”

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396. “StarClan wanted him as much as Bluestar did. Poor Firestar, he scarcely seems able to close his eyes without some farsighted dream filling his mind. But he has handled this burden well, lived up to all of StarClan’s expectations. Maybe it took more than a Clanborn cat to discover Tigerstar’s treachery, or to bring WindClan home after they were driven out by ShadowClan.”

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397. “He knew he had been unfair, but they had asked a question he wasn’t ready to answer, a question so frightening that he couldn’t begin to think what it might mean. What if Bluestar never recovered?”

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398. “The cold air chilled Firepaw’s bones as blackness wrapped itself around him.”

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399. “Crowfeather might almost have thought that his son was dead, except for the faint rise and fall of his chest and the blood that was still trickling from his belly wound and many others.”

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

— Erin Hunter