“Eanrin folded his arms and rolled his eyes ceilingward. "Of course. Prophetic destinies can't be played out without the proper sense of poetry. Even the girl must be here at the end! Though, Lights Above, I don't know how she managed it. I don't think I could have fixed it that way even in verse!” FunnyDestinyPoeticProphecyEanrinGoldstone Wood Book:Dragonwitch Source: Dragonwitch
“You don't understand," Lionheart said, turning his back on the cat. "No one does." "While I am a firm believer in the uniqueness of each person," said the cat, "the motications of the spirit are as predictable as the seasons.” TalkSenseLionheartEanrinMoonblood Book:Moonblood Source: Moonblood
“What, suddenly I am a figure from an ancient bit of nursery nonsense?" He lifted a forepaw and began chewing his toes, the picture of dismissive indifference. "And the next egg you come across you'll ask, 'Tell me, sir, what were you doing up on that wall anyway?'" "Are you ashamed to answer?" "I am ashamed of nothing. I am a cat." The cat gracefully placed his paw next to the other, sitting as prim as a perfect statue.” CatFaerieLionheartEanrinMoonbloodAnne Elisabeth Stengl Book:Moonblood Source: Moonblood
“Lionheart glared at the cat, who smiled back. "Can you read my mind?" "No." The cat sniffed and seemed to smile. "I can smell it. Which is made the easier for the stink your thoughts give off. All this self-pity and moping! *I did what I had to do.* Lick my whiskers, you did. Be a man, and face your actions for what they were!” TalkLionheartEanrinMoonblood Book:Moonblood Source: Moonblood
“No, something far more mysterious has taken Felix. He has heard the unicorn." Like a performer, the cat gave a dramatic pause. "Um," said Lionheart. "You have no idea what I'm talking about, have you?" "No, sorry." "Mortals," growled the cat.” FaerieUnicornLionheartEanrinMoonblood Book:Moonblood Source: Moonblood
“Hullo there, jester," the poet said with a bright smile. Lionheart, who had not made himself known wondered just how the blind poet had known he was there. "I say, it's a bit discomfiting, isn't it? Old Ragniprava prowling abut the place, I mean. I've almost bumped into him once or twice. It's the most socially awkward situation. I mean, what do you say? 'Greetings, my lord, sorry about the eye. Shall we let bygones be bygones?' It's not as though I can make him the whole eye-for-an-eye offer, can I?” CatsAwkward EncountersEanrin Book:Moonblood Source: Moonblood
“It is the hardest thing in the world to let go of a dead dream," Eanrin said, his voice more serious than Alistair had ever before heard it. "Many people cling to their dreams and watch them die again and again rather than release them entirely.” DreamsLetting GoEanrinGoldstone Wood Book:Dragonwitch Source: Dragonwitch