Sunrise Quotes

“His words are nothing more than mist and sunshine, impossible to hold down.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“May you find good hunting, swift running, and shelter when you sleep.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“There will be three, kin of your kin..." Jayfeather's voice shook as he wondered if he could possibly be right. "Cloudtail is Firestar's kin, Whitewing is Cloudtail's daughter, and now Dovekit and Ivykit...Don't you see? The prophecy isn't over! We aren't the only kin of Firestar's kin. It doesn't matter which of Whitewing's kits is the one. There are still three of us!

[Jayfeather]”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“..in the harshest days of leaf-bare clanmate turns upon clanmate danger lurks behind familiar faces and one more warrior may be lost forever”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“While Brambleclaw paused to taste the air, she crouched down beside one of the puddles and touched the ice with her tongue, grateful for the tingling freshness. “Come on,” the Clan deputy meowed. “This way.” Hollyleaf tried to jump up, only to stop with a strangled cry of dismay. Her tongue had frozen to the ice; a sharp pain shot through it as she tried to wrench herself free. “What’s the matter?” Lionblaze asked. “My tongue . . .” Hollyleaf could hardly get the words out. “It’th thtuck!” Lionblaze snorted as he suppressed a mrrow of laughter. Birchfall stooped down until he was nose to nose with Hollyleaf; irritation swelled inside her when she saw amusement dancing in his eyes. “It’th not funny!” she mumbled as clearly as she could with her tongue plastered to the ice. “Stand back.” Brackenfur’s calm voice came from behind Hollyleaf. “Let me have a look.” He leaned beside Birchfall, gently shouldering the younger cat out of the way. “Well, you’re certainly stuck,” he went on. Hollyleaf could tell that he was struggling not to laugh, too. “I suppose we could break off the ice. Then you’d have to carry it until it melts.” “Hey, you’ve discovered a new way to fetch water for the elders!” Hazeltail put in. Her pelt itching with frustration, Hollyleaf tried again to wrench her tongue free, only getting another stab of pain for her efforts. “It hurt-th! Do thomething!” She pictured herself crouched on the hard ground with her tongue stretched out, and suddenly she felt laughter bubbling up inside her. I guess I do look pretty funny. She couldn’t remember the last time she had found anything to laugh at.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“want to know who killed Ashfur as much as you do.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“It doesn’t matter which of Whitewing’s kits is the one. There are still three of us!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“You wait. I’ll be the crankiest elder the Clans have ever seen. Mousefur will seem sweet and gentle next to me!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Everything added up. Which cat could depend on Squirrelflight’s loyalty, knowing she would carry out the deception for moons and moons, even if it meant lying to her own mate? Which cat had always poured out love and concern around him and his littermates? Which cat could never admit that she had borne kits? Leafpool! Leafpool is our mother!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“— Надеюсь, Листвичка довольна собой, — про­ворчал он, укладываясь на свою подстилку. — Зав­тра я не смогу пошевелить лапой, и проку от меня будет, как от больного ежа!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“— Это не трудно! — крикнула Джинго, свесив голову вниз и призывно помахивая хвостом.
— Ага, как же! — пробурчал Березовик. — Так же нетрудно, как ежу взлететь орлом!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Холодная радость зажглась в глубине янтарных глаз Сола.
— Думаете, племя Теней смо­жет оправдаться? Эти тупые коты способны только верить в детские сказочки о мертвых котиках, ко­торые решат все их проблемы и придут на помощь в трудную пору! Они до сих пор верят в дурацкие знаки, идиоты!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“— Небесные коты! — снова фыркнул Пурди. — Да скорее ежи полетят, чем я поверю в эти сказоч­ки.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“— Погоди, я тебе покажу! Стану такой ворчли­вой и капризной старейшиной, что по сравнению со мной Кисточка покажется ласковой короле­вой!
— Ну да, и ежи полетят, — пробасил Круто­бок.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“He felt a pang of regret that he didn’t share his Clan leader’s blood after all.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Ashfur had no enemies!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Bending over his body again, Leafpool began to clean earth and grit out of the dead warrior’s pads. Something soft and light fluttered against her muzzle; she drew back to see a tuft of fur snagged in Ashfur’s claws. No! This can’t be true! Leaning closer, Leafpool sniffed the fur. I know that scent!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“I'm glad I came back to ThunderClan. I couldn't bear to... to leave without getting to know my mother.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“She was a fine cat,” Mousefur agreed. “The last thing she ever did was fetch me some fresh-kill.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Dunno.” Purdy’s eyes gleamed as he swiped his tongue around his jaws. “It was real tasty, though.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“We’ve called the gray one Dovekit,”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Locating a bit of twig on the ground, he snatched it up behind Mousefur’s back and cracked it in his teeth. “That’s one flea you don’t need to worry about,” he meowed.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“She doesn’t have to worry about me. We’re not even kin!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Graystripe is the best!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“If I find the cat who did this,” Brambleclaw growled softly, “they will regret taking the life of a warrior and my Clanmate.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“What if I’m a rogue, too? Will they all turn against me?”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Your secret has been like a maggot eating away inside an apple,”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“Hey, you’ve discovered a new way to fetch water for the elders!” Hazeltail put in.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“blinking, then rose to his paws. “If you wish.” “He creeps me out,” a voice whispered in Hollyleaf’s ear. Hollyleaf started and turned to see Birchfall. “Don’t sneak up on me like that!” she snapped, annoyed with herself because Sol was spooking her, too. “He’s just a cat.” As she finished speaking, Sol padded past her toward the entrance to the den. “I told you I would come back,” he murmured, quietly enough that she was the only cat to hear. Struggling to shrug off her feelings of uneasiness, Hollyleaf roused Lionblaze, and the sound of voices woke Purdy, who stumbled sleepily over to the remains of the rabbit. “You got to eat something before you go,” he meowed. “But you need it more than we do,” Brackenfur protested. “I can catch another,” Purdy retorted, his neck fur beginning to bristle. “You need to keep your strength up if you’re goin’ on a long journey.” The ThunderClan cats exchanged glances; clearly Purdy would be insulted if they refused, so they crowded around the last of the prey and forced down a few gristly scraps. Purdy watched them, while Sol just waited in the entrance, his gaze lifted to the sky. “Don’t go near them monsters,” Purdy instructed. “They’ll flatten you as soon as look at you. And there’s dogs give trouble sometimes.”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise

“The old tabby gave a startled snort, looking around wildly. “What is it? Foxes? Let me get at ’em!”
― Erin Hunter, Sunrise