“It’s me,” he realized. “I’m the last to die.” It was clear. It was Gregor the rats wanted. He was the warrior. He was the threat. He wast he one who had to decide where he stood. And it wasn’t going to be here, watching the people he loved die. He was the warrior, and the warrior saved people.
– Gregor the Outlander by Suzanne Collins
(I read this book over the Christmas holiday snuggled up under my Christmas quilt by the light of my Christmas tree. It was the perfect evening read, straight forward, exciting, heart warming, and fun. And you know me, I love anything about warriors.)