Three young cats with starlight in their eyes and the whisper of ancient wind in their fur." -Rock, Cats of the Clans

Squirrelflight rested her tail on his shoulder, urging him to lie still until his injuries could be treated. Brambleclaw led Stormfur and Brook up to Firestar. The Clan leader's eyes stretched wide in surprise. "Stormfur...and Brook! What are you doing here?" "There'll be time to explain later," Stormfur meowed. "For now, Firestar, put us to work.

After the sharp-eyed jay and the roaring lion, peace will come on dove's gentle wing.

firestar: jayfeather what does mallow look like? jayfeather: i dont know, ive never seen any

From now on, wherever you walk, I will walk with you. . .

Look at his collar! He's a kittypet! Once a kittypet, always a kittypet. This clan needs wild-born warriors to defend it, not another soft mouth to feed.

Oh yes. Blood is everything. But the only blood I'm interested in flows from my enemies. Look around you! These cats are bathed in blood. It soaks their fur and laps at their paws. This is the way we survive! We are BloodClan!