River Quotes

“I’m supposed to be this brilliant ThunderClan warrior, from a line of important ThunderClan warriors—so why do I feel so out of place?”
― Erin Hunter, River

“I’m not Firestar! I don’t even look like him, in case you haven’t noticed.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“impostor Ashfur”
― Erin Hunter, River

“Her littermate had never shown the least interest in any of the ShadowClan she-cats.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“As Flamepaw leaped from the end of the tree-bridge and trudged up the slope toward the center of the Gathering island, he could feel every hair on his pelt bristling with a mixture of rage and misery.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“Leaf-fall was in full swing, which meant leadbare wasn’t far off.Her thirst quenched, Frostpaw was giving herself a quick grooming when Mothwing bounded down the bank and came to a halt beside her.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“No,” Nightcloud meowed at last. “You stay over there, where you belong. Oatclaw, run back to camp and ask Harestar if he wants to come and talk to the ThunderClan deputy.” Oatclaw raced off at once, his tail streaming out behind him as he disappeared through the trees. When he was gone, the WindClan cats settled down to wait on their own side of the stream. A slightly awkward silence fell. “How is the prey running in WindClan?” Sparkpelt asked after a moment. “Well enough,” Nightcloud replied curtly. “And is all well in ThunderClan?” Sedgewhisker added in a softer tone. Squirrelflight launched into a story about a patrol that had tracked a fox until it had finally decided to leave for the unassigned territory across the border. Flamepaw had to admire her tact: emphasizing ThunderClan’s courage and competence without touching on anything that could be interpreted as criticism of WindClan. The deputy was just finishing her story when Oatclaw reappeared. He was accompanied by Heathertail, and they were escorting not Harestar, but the WindClan deputy, Crowfeather. “Harestar was busy,” he announced brusquely as he drew to a halt at the edge of the stream.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“It must bother you that she’s spending so much time with Blazefire. I don’t blame you. . . .” Sunbeam halted as abruptly as if a rock had sprung up from the ground and thumped her in the chest. “What do you mean? I haven’t talked much with Blazefire recently, but he’s still my . . . my special friend.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“Flamepaw felt a thrill of excitement shivering through his pelt.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“We can’t let other Clans think we’re so weak that we allow WindClan to steal our prey!”
― Erin Hunter, River

“has always been the natural leader of all the Clans,” she pointed out. “For that reason, we have to hold ourselves to a higher standard.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“She was a beautiful cat, Flamepaw thought, with the typical wiry WindClan body and sleek black fur. Sure, her name suits her perfectly, he told himself, stifling a sigh.”
― Erin Hunter, River

“Don’t mind me, Flamepaw thought, resentful and embarrassed all at once. Go on talking about me, just as if I were a . . . a tree stump!”
― Erin Hunter, River

“Frostpaw felt her fear ebb and she leaned gratefully into Duskfur’s shoulder. A vast wave of relief enveloped her as Mothwing dipped her head to Duskfur. “No,” the medicine cat meowed. “We can’t put Frostpaw through that right now. I know that you won’t want to hear this, but . . .” She paused and took a deep breath. “It’s time to tell the other Clans. We need help.”
― Erin Hunter, River