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    Warriors: Goosefeather's Curse
    Warriors: Goosefeather's Curse
    Warriors: Goosefeather's Curse
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    Warriors: Goosefeather's Curse

    By Erin Hunter

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    In this novella from the world of Erin Hunter's #1 nationally bestselling Warriors series, discover how Goosefeather learned of his dark and terrible future, before the events of Warriors Super Edition: Bluestar’s Prophecy.

    Goosefeather is destined to be a medicine cat unlike any ThunderClan has ever known—but will he ever come to terms with a gift that feels like a curse?

    Warriors: Goosefeather's Curse also includes a teaser to Warriors Super Edition: Bluestar's Prophecy.

     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins
    Release dateSep 1, 2015
    ISBN9780062343307
    Warriors: Goosefeather's Curse
    Author

    Erin Hunter

    Erin Hunter is actually three people! She is experienced children's book writers Kate Cary, Cherith Baldry and Victoria Holmes who all live in the UK. Vicky comes up with the story ideas and makes sure the books stay consistent and Kate and Cherith take it in turns to write the books. They came up with the single name, Erin Hunter, to avoid confusing their readers by having books from the same series in different places on the bookshelf.

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      It was a bit short and very obvious but I love all warrior cats books so it was good as well.

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    Warriors - Erin Hunter

    CONTENTS

    Dedication

    Allegiances

    Maps

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    Chapter Eight

    Chapter Nine

    Chapter Ten

    Excerpt from Warriors Super Edition: Bluestar’s Prophecy

    Back Ads

    About the Author

    Books by Erin Hunter

    Copyright

    About the Publisher

    DEDICATION

    Special thanks to Victoria Holmes

    ALLEGIANCES

    MAPS

    CHAPTER ONE

    "The leader of TigerClan unsheathed his claws until they pierced the smooth spotted throat of the cat who sprawled beneath him. He lifted his magnificent black-striped head and glared at the warriors standing at the edge of the trees. ‘This is my forest!’ he roared. ‘One step closer and I’ll rip the fur from your leader’s bones!’"

    Goosekit whimpered and buried his nose under his thick gray tail. The elderly she-cat nudged him with her muzzle. Don’t be scared, little one, she purred. It’s only a story.

    But TigerClan is so mean! Goosekit mewed, his voice muffled by fur.

    Goosekit! Where are you? Come outside!

    Goosekit lifted his head and scowled. That’s my mother, he muttered.

    It’s a lovely day! You should be out here, not moldering in the den!

    The old she-cat nuzzled the top of his head. Go on, scamp, she meowed. We can finish the story later.

    But I want to hear it now! Goosekit wailed. What if I meet the leader of TigerClan when I’m a warrior? I need to know how to fight him!

    There’ll be time later, I promise. Now go find your mother. She’s right; it is a beautiful day. The she-cat prodded him with her fat brown paw, and Goosekit stumbled reluctantly out of the nest.

    He pushed his way through the thorns and emerged blinking into the sunlit clearing. The brambles that circled the clearing sparkled from the recent fall of rain, and the air was heavy with the scent of unfurling leaves and warm fresh-kill. Goosekit’s belly rumbled, and he turned toward the pile of prey, but before he could take a step, a damp and prickly ball of moss knocked his legs from under him.

    Oof! he grunted, tumbling onto his side.

    A gray-and-white she-cat bounded over and stared down at him. Oh, Goosekit! she meowed. Are you all right?

    Of course he’s all right! huffed a silver-gray she-kit. She trotted up on sturdy, fluff-covered legs. Aren’t you?

    Goosekit lifted his head. Yes, I’m fine, Moonkit, he panted. I didn’t see the moss ball coming, that’s all.

    Moonkit prodded him with her forepaw. Get up! I want to play!

    A dark red kit with round amber eyes bounced up and flicked the moss ball away. Come on, Moonkit! Bet you can’t catch this!

    Goosekit’s littermate spun around and raced after the ball as it rolled across the clearing. Poppykit followed, her longer legs keeping up easily. There was a flash of dark brown fur as her brother Heronkit charged to meet them. All three kits crashed together in a flurry of paws and tails, while the ball of moss kept rolling until it reached the fresh-kill pile.

    Watching them, Goosekit winced. His mother licked the top of his head. You should join in more, she urged him. You won’t get hurt.

    Goosekit looked up at her. Really? Then why is Rabbitkit in Cloudberry’s den again? Did he fall off the half-tree? Get stuck in a bramble?

    Daisytoe shook her head. He got a thorn stuck in his nose. He’s clumsy because he hasn’t grown into his paws yet.

    Goosekit looked down at his small furry feet. I don’t want to stay this size forever, he muttered. What if I never grow big enough to be a warrior?

    That’s not what I meant, Daisytoe began. She broke off as the gorse bushes at the entrance to the clearing quivered and several cats burst through.

    A tortoiseshell she-cat with leaf-green eyes was at the head of the patrol. She dropped her catch—a plump young pigeon—on the fresh-kill pile and trotted over to Daisytoe. You’d have loved it out there today, she mewed. The prey was practically falling into our paws!

    For a moment Daisytoe looked wistful. Maybe next moon, Larksong, she replied. I need to get the little ones weaned first.

    The black tom who had followed Larksong through the tunnel came to join them. A red squirrel dangled from his jaws. He placed the squirrel on the ground and brushed the tip of his tail along Daisytoe’s flank. I caught this for you, he purred.

    Thanks, Rooktail, Daisytoe meowed, her eyes lighting up.

    There was a gasp from the other side of the fresh-kill pile. Goosekit saw a broad-shouldered gray apprentice staring at him. Wow, Goosekit, is that really you? Or just a lump of moss shaped like you?

    Goosekit sighed as the cat trotted over and sniffed him. I haven’t seen you outside for days! the tom went on. Look, Rooktail! Your son doesn’t melt in sunlight!

    The black warrior twitched his ears. That’s enough, Stormpaw. Go see if the elders want anything to eat.

    Moonkit ran over, her stubby tail straight up in the air. Stormpaw! Watch this! I’ve been practicing that move you showed me! She crouched down, waggling her haunches, then sprang forward with her front paws raised. Her ears were flat back, and she curled her lip to reveal tiny sharp teeth. Pretty fierce, huh? she panted, dropping back onto all four paws.

    Stormpaw nodded. You scared me for sure! Do you want to help me take fresh-kill to the elders? Then I’ll teach you another battle move.

    Yes, please! Moonkit bounced on the spot, her yellow eyes shining.

    Rooktail narrowed his eyes

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