The Darkest Hour Quotes

“Bloodclan, Attack!"
Not a cat moved
Tigerstar's amber eyes widened and he screeched "Attack, I order you!"
Still none of the warriors moved, eccept for the small black cat who took a pace forward. He glanced twored Firestar. "I am Scourge, leader of Bloodclan," he meowed, his voice cold and quiet. "Tigerstar, my warriors are not yours to command. They will attack when I tell them, and not before."
The look Tigerstar gave him was incredulous and glittered with all the hatred he had ever shown to Firestar, as is he couldn't beleive that this scrap of a cat was defying him. Firestar seized his oppertunity. He paced forward untill he stood right infront of the two leaders. Behind him, he heard graystripe hiss, "Firestar,be
careful!"
But this was no time for being careful. The very future of the forest was at stake, balanced on the breadth of a hair between Tigerstar's bloodthirsty quest for power and the whims of the unknown bloodclan.
Now Firestar could see that the collar Scourge wore around his neck was studded with teath--The teath of dogs, and...CATS' teath too. Great Starclan! Did they kill their own kind and wear there teath as trophies?”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Whitestorm was experienced, wise and brave. When Firestar had been made deputy, he had shown not a scrap of resentment that a lesser cat might have felt. He had supported him from the beginning, and he was the cat Firestar naturally turned to when he needed advice.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“You see, Firestar? I am even more powerful than Starclan, for I have changed the clans in the forest from four to two..."-The Darkest Hour, Page 227”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“This is not my Clan. Not any longer. ThunderClan is led by a kittypet, and there's nothing left to fight for. I feel no loyalty to ThunderClan. In the whole forest, the only cat worth following is Tigerstar.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Leopardstar says that they're staying with us so the Clans can exchange training methods and fighting techniques, but I don't see much sign of it. All they do is watch....It's like they're learning all about us, all our secrets and weaknesses. That's why I came over here, to get away from them for a bit.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Join you? After everything you've done? I'd rather die!”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“The trick is to learn from your mistakes, and have the courage to be true to your heart.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Fox dung!”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“There are times when a storm is just a storm.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“I’m not so old that I’ve lost my wits, you piece of fox dung!” Tallstar snarled.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Too late,” Whitestorm breathed. “I go to hunt with StarClan.” “You can’t—the Clan needs you! I need you!”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“He took comfort from the warmth of her fur as he let sleep claim him at last.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“We’ll be slaughtered if we show ourselves now. We won’t leave your kits, Graystripe, I promise we won’t, but we’ve got to wait for the right moment to rescue them.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Cinderpelt’s”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“I know things will be different now, but I'll never stop needing you - both of you. No cat ever had such good friends."

Graystripe butted him in the shoulder. "We know that, you stupid furball," he mewed.
Sanstorm's green eyes shone as she gazed into Fireheart's. "We'll always need you too, Fireheart," she murmured. "And you better not forget that.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“One less traitor in the forest.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“but we do not interfere. If we did, would you truly be free?”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“It’s kill or be killed, hunt or starve. There’s no room for weakness.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“From this moment she will be known as Brightheart, for though her body has been gravely injured, we honor her brave spirit and the light that shines on within her.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“When you make mistakes—not if, Fireheart, when”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Stonefur, couching beside Bluestar's body, let out a purr of amusement. "It's easy to see where Graystripe's loyalties lie," he remarked.
"Yes," Mistyfoot agreed. "No cat ever really thought he would stay in RiverClan.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Firestar was left facing Scourge. The small black cat looked unmoved. Now Firestar knew not to underestimate him due to his size. He knew he had never faced a cat more dangerous than this, who in a single blow could destroy a leader with nine lives.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“slower than WindClan, duller than RiverClan, scrawnier than ShadowClan.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Wake up, Brightheart. It’s time to go.” Brightheart blinked up at him with her good eye, then rose and stretched. “Okay, Firestar. I’m ready.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“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.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“And I’m glad to hear you say that. Bluestar was right about you all along. Many cats thought you were too young and inexperienced when she made you her deputy, but you’re showing your quality now. The forest needs cats like you.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“If that was one life received, he had eight more to go. How will I bear it? he thought in dismay.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“No, wait.” Firestar found he could not face the prospect of that solitary den underneath the Highrock, full of shadows. “I don’t want to be alone tonight. Come and share my den with me.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“Firestar, you are wrong. There were never four Clans in the forest.” As Firestar stared, rigid with shock, the voice went on: “There were always five.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour

“BloodClan!” Princess echoed, and a shiver passed through her. “Firestar, you’re in danger, aren’t you?” Firestar nodded, suddenly unwilling to treat her like a soft kittypet who couldn’t cope with the truth. “Yes,” he replied. “BloodClan has given us three days to get out of the forest. We don’t intend to leave, so that means we have to fight them.” Princess went on giving him that long, thoughtful look. The tip of her tail swept around and touched a scar on his flank, an old wound from a battle so long ago that he had forgotten which one it was. Firestar had a sudden vision of how he must appear to her: gaunt and ragged in spite of his lean muscles, his battle-marked pelt a constant reminder of the harshness of his forest life. “I know you’ll do your best,” she mewed quietly. “The Clan couldn’t have a better leader.” “I hope you’re right,” Firestar meowed. “This is the worst threat to the Clan that we’ve ever had to face.” “And you’ll come through it; I know you will.” Princess rasped her tongue over his ear and pressed close against him. Firestar smelled her fear-scent, but she stayed calm, and her gentle features were unusually serious. “Come back safely, Firestar,” she whispered. “Please.”
― Erin Hunter, The Darkest Hour