Jennifer Lynn Alvarez > Quotes

“Look at me; I look like a flying pegasus.” “Squawk,” said Crabwing, dancing in the sand. Suddenly, and without warning, cold rain dumped from the sky, and Star was soaked in seconds. Star nickered to his bird. “That’s what I get for admiring myself.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Two Mountain Herd stallions were dead, and the rest were outnumbered. The dappled stallion called off his warriors and faced Thunderwing. “Leave our territory,” he said, breathing hard, his thick hair curled with sweat. “Not without all my weanlings,” said Thunderwing. “The two hiding over there, and the two you took hostage.” The dappled steed snorted. “They trespassed.” Thunderwing hesitated. “Then tell Rockwing I request a meeting.” The Mountain Herd stallion flared his wings. “A meeting?” He circled the dead bodies of his friends. “How about a war?” Thunderwing grimaced. “Just tell him.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“We were once joined by our love. Now, we’re joined by our secrets and we have to face them.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Lies Like Wildfire

“Grasswing blocked him. “No, Star!” Mossberry’s flesh and feathers melted off her wings, and Star saw the outline of her thin bones. She dropped to the ground, engulfed in flames, her legs flailing upside down.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“The hours were golden and warm, dappled with laughter and soaked with hope. And then the five of us made a big fucking mistake.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Lies Like Wildfire

“friend.” Cianna sensed true regret in Lexi’s voice. “It’s forgotten,” she”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, The Pet Washer

“Where was the line between destroying for evil and destroying for good?”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Stormbound

“It’s summer and it’s hot and my dad is hunting my friends and my best friend is lying to me.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Lies Like Wildfire

“What do you have to say about that?” “Nothing to you.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Windborn

“Bravery is about taking action in spite of fear, not in absence of it.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Through the Untamed Sky

“Thunderwing fought two stallions at once: a gray and a blue roan. They surrounded him, but he dived under them and came up behind the gray. A double kick to his flank sent the stallion rolling across the sky. The blue roan tucked his wings and crashed into Thunderwing. They fell toward the ground, snapping at each other. Thunderwing opened his wings and stepped on the roan stallion, driving him toward land. Right before impact, Thunderwing flew upward, and the stallion smashed onto the ground, breaking his neck immediately.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“In the distance he heard abrupt nickers and squeals as the foals called to one another. “I found you.” “You’re it.” “Try and catch me.” He felt silly standing in a thicket, panting and waiting for a chaser who would never come, but he couldn’t go back so soon, alone. They would understand what had happened, and Brackentail would make fun of him. Defeated, Star lay down with a sigh and munched on nearby huckleberries. He glanced at the dark forest around him, and his ears slumped. His eyesight was his sharpest sense, but in this thick forest, the shrubs and branches blocked his vision.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“The foals who survived were duds, and most starved to death. But Nightwing had been an exception—his mother had survived. Since a mare from a different herd was chosen each century to bear the black foal, the herd that received the special colt was known in Anok as the guardian herd.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“We’ve been looking for you,” said Morningleaf. “Did you see Brackentail and Stripestorm?” Star asked them. “I saw them,” said Bumblewind. “They came running out of the woods like they were being chased by wolves.” “Did they say anything?” Bumblewind looked at his twin sister. She shrugged her wings. “Not to us. They joined up with the other foals to play.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“fly. Star dodged their hooves as they took turns kicking him. The sharp edge of Brackentail’s hoof sliced Star’s shoulder, causing bright-red blood to run down his front leg. “Back off,” said Star. “Back off,” they repeated, adding a mocking whine to their tone. Stripestorm punctuated their taunting with a kick to Star’s flank, causing Star’s leg to buckle. Star staggered toward the lake, lost his balance, and fell in.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“He’d sent messengers to all the herds informing them about his decision. Star shuddered just thinking about his upcoming execution. The fire of the Hundred Year Star terrified the steeds of Anok because it could be used to unite them or destroy them—and no pegasus, not even Star, was sure if he would have any choice in how the power affected him.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Thunderwing is going to execute you on your first birthday.” Star said nothing, hoping they hadn’t dragged him here just to tell him that. Rockwing narrowed his eyes. “But you already know that, don’t you?” The patchy clouds drifted, allowing the sun to peek through. Star closed his eyes and let the rays warm him. “Yes,” he said simply. He knew he was scheduled to die this winter, but he was still relieved to know he wasn’t going to die today.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Morningleaf pinned her ears. “Let us pass.” Brackentail huffed and spread his wings. “Why don’t you fly over us?” He looked pointedly at Star. Morningleaf whirled around and kicked Brackentail in the chest, knocking him out of the sky. The colt slammed into the ground, wheezing and coughing.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Thunderwing stared into Star’s eyes, and Silvercloud flared her wings protectively. “He’ll never fly,” Thunderwing said, directing his comment to Silvercloud. The mare said nothing. Thunderwing spread his wings to their full length and reared, towering over Star, who was only hours old. He lunged forward, slamming the ground with his front hooves, and the force of the blow rattled Star’s teeth. “If you survive,” he said, leaning toward Star, eye to eye with him, “you will not live past a year, for I will execute you on your first birthday. I won’t let you threaten the five herds of Anok.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Star and Morningleaf trotted to Silvercloud’s side. She nuzzled them and then noticed Star’s wound. “Star, what happened to your shoulder?” “He fell,” said Morningleaf, covering the truth. Star was grateful for her quick response because Morningleaf knew he didn’t like Silvercloud to worry about him. But Silvercloud was lead mare of Sun Herd and responsible for the safety of all the foals.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“and they didn’t need another reason to fear him. Star glanced at Morningleaf, feeling unhappy that he couldn’t tell her what had just happened. Her dam, Silvercloud, adopted Star after his mother died. Ever since, he and the chestnut filly shared everything. Morningleaf’s eyes swept his oversize black wings, dusty from dragging on the ground, his torn feathers hanging off the edges like moss.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“He looked to the left toward the edge of the forest where his mother’s grave was, a mound of rocks piled inside a circle of tall redwood trees. He’d only spent a few hours with Lightfeather before she’d died. He could still remember how the glow from the Hundred Year Star had made her white body look gold. While Sun Herd had argued to destroy him immediately, she’d ignored their threats and whispered secrets into Star’s ears until he fell asleep.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Star’s scattered thoughts gathered into one heart-pounding realization. They were taking him to Rockwing! Star had to get away before they reached the Vein, for if he crossed that into Rockwing’s territory, it was doubtful he would make it out again alive. He thrashed and managed to yank one wing out of the gray’s mouth.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“We’ve got him,” said a male voice. Star blinked the water out of his eyes, hopeful that he would see his friends, or maybe a regretful Brackentail. Instead he saw four strange stallions looming over him. His heart bucked. The bright feathers he thought were”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“The stallion kicked off, angling his violet-tipped blue feathers, hovering over Star’s head. “Let’s go before those two colts we scared off tell Thunderwing we’re here.” “No!” Star screamed. Searing pain ripped through his shoulders as the stallions lifted him by the roots of his wings and carried him into the sky. Below him the trees shrank, and Feather Lake contracted into a mere blue swirl. He dangled between the two sweating stallions, their heavily muscled wings pumping in synchronized rhythm as they headed east—toward Mountain Herd’s territory.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“When they’d drunk their fill, the two foals collapsed on a blanket of dandelions. As Star closed his eyes, dark thoughts entered his mind, and within minutes of falling asleep, a nightmare gripped him.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Prisms of color exploded around him, and he was sure it meant the Ancestors were here and coming to take him to the golden meadow. As he was accepting this fate, suddenly there was thrashing in the water, and bright feathers surrounded him. They took hold of him and dragged him to the surface. His muscle spasm began to dissipate, and as he surfaced, Star spread his wings, floating and gulping huge mouthfuls of air.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“him. After a while he glanced back to see who was coming after him, but no one was there. His legs were longer than the others foals’ legs; maybe he was too fast for them. He slowed, breathing hard, ready to dash away at the first sign of a foal. He circled the trees for a long time, flicking his ears and listening for any movement. But slowly the truth hit him like a tail smacking an oblivious fly—no one had chased him. The thrill of the chase melted away, and he noticed his back muscles were throbbing from dragging his long wings.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Brackentail snorted. “No, this is Star.” He collapsed his wings and trotted in a circle, bleating, “Mama? Where’s my mama?” Stripestorm squealed so hard he fell over. Star turned, galloping angrily out of the forest, ears pinned, and rammed Brackentail. “Don’t talk about my mother!” he cried. They tumbled, head over wings.”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire

“Stripestorm galloped into the sky, then swooped down, gliding toward Star with hooves coiled. Star ducked just in time. “Come and get us,” taunted Brackentail as the two flew circles over his head. Star glared at the colts, who flew just out of his reach. Brackentail harassed all the foals in Sun Herd, but Star was his favorite target—maybe because Star had no mother to protect him, or maybe because Star was a dud, a pegasus who couldn’t”
― Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, Starfire