Seekers Erin Hunter Quotes

are my light and you gide my way

We can't save everyone...not all the time.

What about you? You didn't even think twice about following those two. They say, 'Let's go onto the ice' and right away you say, 'Where do I put my paws?' If you ask me, you're the brave one.

I will be with you every step of the way home.

Come on, hurry up, snailpaws,” Toklo growled at Lusa. He poked her in the side with his nose. “Where’s all that annoying early-morning cheerfulness you’re usually so full of?” “Well, maybe if you hadn’t woken me up by dropping a fish on my head,” Lusa protested, yawning.

We've made it! This is it! Look Lusa, that's the ice — it's what I've been telling you about for so long!

It's your choice to make, Kallik. I made my choice when I left my homeland. My home is with you now. Wherever we go.

I trust Kallik’s nose,” Ujurak said quietly, before Kallik lost her temper and shoved Toklo into the ocean.

Well, where I come from, there are lots of bears like me.

Where’s all that annoying early-morning cheerfulness you’re usually so full of?” “Well, maybe if you hadn’t woken me up by dropping a fish on my head,

There were little white things called pills.

Toklo!” Lusa shrieked. “Do something! They’re going to kill Taqqiq!” We should be so lucky, Toklo thought,

She crept over and stretched her muzzle up to Nanuk and they touched noses. Kallik closed her eyes, comforted by the feeling of Nanuk’s fur brushing against hers. Nanuk lay down, curling on her side to allow Kallik to rest against her. “I know you’re not my cub,” she murmured. “And I’m not your mother. But we’re all we have, for now.

Bright

She had to stay alert, ready to chivvy any of the hulking beasts who tried to slow down or escape, but now the herd had settled into a steady, drumming rhythm. This

As the noise of the firebeast faded, there was a thundering of paws, and Toklo realized that both white bears had followed him after all. Kallik and Taqqiq ran into the trees and collapsed beside a clump of leafy bushes. Toklo spun around, looking anxiously for Ujurak. There was no sign of the other brown bear. He peered out between the bushes and saw flat-faces running around the den with the dogs, pointing at the big firebeast and shouting. But they weren’t looking toward the trees. Perhaps they hadn’t

Toklo raked his companions with a hard glance. “Don’t risk your own safety.” “I bet you’ll risk yours,” Lusa said, aware once again of how deeply she trusted this bear. “That’s what I’m here for,” Toklo retorted.

See you tomorrow!” Yakone called after her.

I’ve heard Lusa muttering about grubs and berries in her dreams,” he told his friend.

There are old friends and friends still to be made. Choosing one doesn’t mean you must stop caring about the other.

swim.

Do you ever stop being cheerful?” Toklo muttered. “It’s so annoying.” “Well, you can be pretty annoying yourself!” Lusa retorted.

resting a paw on his shoulder. “I’ll find the way out, but first we’ve got to look for somewhere you can hide.” With the bears just behind him, Ujurak began to skirt around the tall building. Wind whistled past with a mournful sound, stirring up more dust and rubbish. Briefly Ujurak froze as he heard the throaty roar of a firebeast in the distance, but it faded without coming into sight. He thought this was the loneliest place he had ever been, worse than the remotest mountain. At last, when they had trudged all the way around the building and were almost back to their starting point, Ujurak spotted a flat sheet of wood propped against the wall. “Under there,” he said, giving Kallik a shove. “Stay there until I come back.” Kallik padded off, and Lusa followed her, giving Ujurak a friendly poke with her snout as she went past. “Don’t be long,” she said. “I won’t,” Ujurak promised. Toklo went last, squashing himself into the small space beside his friends. “I’ve never done so much hiding in my whole life,” he grumbled. Once they were safely under cover, Ujurak looked up at the top of the building and the stars beyond. He strained upward, feeling the wind start to lift him. His flat-face pelts fell away as his body changed. His legs shrank, his paws cramping into hooked claws. His sight sharpened; he could make out every crack and rough place on the side of the building. Feathers sprouted from his pink flat-face skin, and as he swept his arms upward they became wings, gleaming white in the moonlight. With a deep-toned cry, Ujurak swooped upward in the shape of a snowy white owl. The cold night air flowed through his feathers as he flew far above the BlackPaths and the flat-face structures, but even here it was tainted with the reek of oil from below.