The Last Hope (Warriors:Omen of the Stars #6)

by Erin Hunter

“The Clans are like honeysuckle. One tendril chokes the other to reach for the light, believing they grow from separate stems.”

Don’t look for boundaries that aren’t there . . .” “. . . look for the boundaries that are.”

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

“Then I choose the life of a warrior.” Her blue eyes shone. “And I choose you.”

Lionblaze purred loudly. “Will you fight alongside me?” Cinderheart pressed her muzzle fiercely against his. “Always.”

“My warriors have only one life, and they are willing to give it up for their Clanmates. I’m no different. My place is beside them.”

May the powers of the stars truly be in my paws.

There will be three cats, kin of your kin, with the power of the stars in their paws. They will find a fourth, and the battle between light and dark will be won. A new leader will rise from the shadows of his death, and the Clans will survive beyond the memories of his memories. This is how it has always been, and how it will always be.