Midnight (Warriors: The New Prophecy Series #1)
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Midnight (Warriors: The New Prophecy Series #1)

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by Erin Hunter

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Darkness, air, water, and sky will come together . . . and shake the forrest to its roots.

The wild cat Clans have lived in peace and harmony for many moons -- but now, strange messages from their warrior ancestors speak of terrifying new prophecies and a mysterious danger.

All the signs point to young

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Darkness, air, water, and sky will come together . . . and shake the forrest to its roots.

The wild cat Clans have lived in peace and harmony for many moons -- but now, strange messages from their warrior ancestors speak of terrifying new prophecies and a mysterious danger.

All the signs point to young warrior Brambleclaw as the cat with the fate of the forest in his paws. But who are the other cats mentioned in the prophecy? All he knows for sure is that the strength and courage of the greatest warriors will be needed now, as the quest to save the Clans begins.

Editorial Reviews

Children's Literature
The prolific Erin Hunter (the pseudonymous author/authors of this "created" series) is back with Book One of "Warriors: the New Prophecy." Some of the main characters from the first six books of "Warriors" are present—in name, if not in spirit. It is a definite downer to watch Firestar, the former "kittypet" turned hero, become nothing but a generic spokesman for his clan while the action filters down several generations to the next batch of pussy protagonists. The new plot? Starclan—those deceased feline elders populating the night sky—lay down a new prophecy of doom on the shoulders of four untried cats, one representing each clan. Not only do these four have to learn to tolerate each other, they must also quest for the true meaning of their dreams. The answer, of course, will fill the next five books. In the meantime, there are just too many cats. It takes a close reading of the first fifty pages just to sort them out. Then the half dozen we are left with are fairly wimpy—with the possible exception of Squirrelpaw, Firestar's feisty, but obedience-challenged daughter. Could we have a little more characterization, folks, before your cat franchise goes down the tubes? 2005, HarperCollins, and Ages 10 to 12.
—Kathleen Karr
Kirkus Reviews
This first-in-series animal adventure with a fine plot but recurring preciousness will satisfy a particular readership. Four cat Clans live in bordering countryside territories in tentative peace. They meet only at ritualized times. Each Clan has warriors, apprentices, a medicine cat and a leader. Days are spent hunting and patrolling until a few select cats receive cryptic dreams from their mutual gods about a prophecy of doom. One chosen cat from each clan and two others who refuse to stay behind sneak away together and embark on a journey they don't understand, away from the forest and into dangerous Twoleg territory. A few cats are well characterized, though the sheer number named and the names themselves (Brambleclaw, Squirrelpaw) make them blend. Use of "meowed" and "mewed" instead of "said" is contrived (and unintentionally funny); the word "kittypet" (for those who live with humans) is distractingly cloying. Structurally solid; this will please Redwall-genre fans and cat devotees. (name chart, maps) (Fantasy. 8-11)

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HarperCollins Publishers
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Warriors: The New Prophecy Series, #1
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5.12(w) x 7.62(h) x 0.67(d)
Age Range:
8 - 12 Years

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Warriors: The New Prophecy #1: Midnight

By Erin Hunter

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2007 Erin Hunter
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780060744519

Chapter One

Leaves rustled as the young tabby cat slid through a gap between two bushes, his jaws wide open to drink in the scent of prey. On this warm night in late greenleaf, the forest was full of the scuffles of tiny creatures. Movements twitched endlessly at the edge of his vision, but when he turned his head he could see nothing but thick clumps of fern and bramble, dappled with moonlight.

Suddenly he stepped out into a wide clearing and gazed around in confusion. He could not remember being in this part of the forest before. Smooth-cropped grass, glowing silver in a cold wash of moonlight, stretched in front of him as far as a softly rounded rock where another cat was sitting. Starlight sparkled in her fur, and her eyes were two small moons.

The young tabby's bewilderment increased as he recognized her. "Bluestar?" he meowed, his voice shrill with disbelief.

He had been an apprentice when the great leader of ThunderClan had died, four seasons ago, leaping into the gorge with a pack of blood-hungry dogs after her. Like all her Clan, he had grieved for her and honored her for the way she had given up her life to save them. He had never thought to see her again, and he realized for the first time that he must bedreaming.

"Come closer, young warrior," Bluestar meowed. "I have a message for you." Shivering with awe, the tabby tom crept across the shining stretch of turf until he crouched below the rock and could look up into Bluestar's eyes. "I'm listening, Bluestar," he mewed.

"A time of trouble is coming to the forest," she told him. "A new prophecy must be fulfilled if the Clans are to survive. You have been chosen to meet with three other cats at the new moon, and you must listen to what midnight tells you."

"What do you mean?" The young cat felt a prickle of dread, cold as snowmelt, creep down his spine. "What kind of trouble? And how can midnight tell us anything?"

"All will be made clear to you," Bluestar replied.

Her voice faded, echoing strangely as if she were speaking from a cavern far beneath the earth. The moonlight also began to grow dim, leaving thick black shadows to creep out of the trees around them.

"No, wait!" the tabby cat cried out. "Don't go!"

He let out a terrified yowl, thrashing his paws and tail, as darkness rose up and engulfed him. Something poked him in the side and his eyes flew open to see Graystripe, the ThunderClan deputy, standing over him with one paw raised to prod him again. He was scuffling among the moss in the warriors' den, with the golden sunlight leaking through the branches above his head.

"Brambleclaw, you crazy furball!" the deputy meowed. "What's all the noise about? You'll scare off all the prey from here to Fourtrees."

"Sorry." Brambleclaw sat up and began picking scraps of moss from his dark fur. "I was just dreaming."

"Dreaming!" grunted a new voice.

Brambleclaw turned his head to see the white warrior Cloudtail heave himself out of a mossy nest nearby and give a long stretch. "Honestly, you're as bad as Firestar," Cloudtail went on. "When he slept in here he was always muttering and twitching in his sleep. A cat couldn't get a good night's rest for all the prey in the forest."

Brambleclaw twitched his ears to hear how disrespectfully the white warrior spoke about the Clan leader. Then he reminded himself that this was Cloudtail, Firestar's kin and former apprentice, well known for his barbed tongue and ready scorn. His impudent talk didn't stop him from being a loyal warrior to his Clan. Cloudtail gave his long-furred white coat a shake and slipped out of the den, flicking the end of his tail at Brambleclaw in a friendly way to take the sting out of his words as he went by.

"Come on, you lot," meowed Graystripe. "It's time you were moving." He picked his way through the moss on the floor of the den to prod Ashfur awake. "Hunting patrols will be going out soon. Brackenfur is organizing them."

"Right," Brambleclaw mewed. His vision of Bluestar was fading, though her ominous message echoed in his ears. Could it really be true that there was a new prophecy from StarClan? It seemed fairly unlikely. For a start, Brambleclaw could not imagine why she would choose to give it to him, of all the cats in ThunderClan. Medicine cats frequently received signs from StarClan, and ThunderClan's leader, Firestar, had often been guided by his dreams. But they were not for ordinary warriors. Trying to blame his wild imaginings on too much fresh-kill the night before, Brambleclaw gave his shoulder one last lick and followed Cloudtail out through the trailing branches.

The sun was barely up above the hedge of thorns that surrounded the camp, but the day was already warm. Sunlight lay like honey on the bare earth in the center of the clearing. Sorrelpaw, the oldest of the apprentices, lay stretched out beside the ferns that sheltered the apprentices' den, sharing tongues with her den mates Spiderpaw and Shrewpaw.

Cloudtail had gone over to the nettle patch where the warriors ate and was already gulping down a starling. Brambleclaw noticed that the pile of fresh-kill was very low; as Graystripe had said, the Clan needed to hunt right away. He was about to go and join the white warrior when Sorrelpaw sprang up and came bounding across the clearing toward him.

"It's today!" she announced excitedly.

Brambleclaw blinked. "What is?"

"My warrior ceremony!" With a little mrrow of happiness, the tortoiseshell she-cat hurled herself at Brambleclaw; the unexpected attack bowled him over and they wrestled together on the dusty ground, just as they used to when they were kits together in the nursery.

Sorrelpaw's hind paws battered Brambleclaw in the belly, and he thanked StarClan that her claws were sheathed. There was no doubt that she would make a strong and dangerous warrior, one that every cat would respect.

"All right, all right, that's enough." Brambleclaw cuffed Sorrelpaw gently over one ear and scrambled up. "If you're going to be a warrior, you'll have to stop behaving like a kit."

"A kit?" Sorrelpaw meowed indignantly. She sat in front of him, her fur sticking up in clumps and covered with dust. "Me? Never! I've waited a long time for this, Brambleclaw."

"I know. You deserve it."


Excerpted from Warriors: The New Prophecy #1: Midnight by Erin Hunter Copyright © 2007 by Erin Hunter. Excerpted by permission.
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Guest More than 1 year ago
Warriors is awesome. One of the best book series in a good long while. The characters are structered excellently. The plot twists and turns throughout each of the chapters. It's a real page turner, you're always left pondering for what will happen next.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Every single Warriors book was beyond excelent and beyond a number of stars! If i was to rate this book 1-10, i'd give it a 25!I like it A LOT!!!!!!!! I've read the Warriors series seven-ten times total! I love these books!!
Guest More than 1 year ago
A little sad Firestar isn't the main character any more, but the book was awesome! Can't wait the rest of 'em!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read this book awhile ago, so i don't remeber all the details. But I do recall being let down about how much the original characters were left out. I loved Hunter's first series but I wasn't that impressed with The New Prophecy... but still, Erin Hunter is an excellent author.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love Warriors and have read them 300 times each! But now I am really dissapoined... I mean, all the Clans are leaving the familiar forest! Erin Hunter skipped at least a year of neat info I kinda wat to read about. At first I rated these books a total 5, But now I rate them a 2.(I can't believe I'm typing this...) I want Hunter to write a fill- in on the year she skipped. That would be rated 3,000!
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The New Prophecy series was amazing, everyone in shimmerclan can agree with that.
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Whitefoot More than 1 year ago
Hailkit: Pale gray tom with darker gray stripes on his head, legs, and back. He has a white chest, underbelly, and tail-tip. Blazekit: Fiery orange tom with bright green eyes. Violetkit: Fluffy, rosy-white she cat with pretty violet eyes. Branchkit: Broad-shouldered tan tom. He has a darker brown right ear, a darker brown front left foot, and a darker brown tail-tip. He has deep amber eyes. To rp her kits, you have to be on DAILY!! Their mother is Whitefoot and their father is Stormtail. For more information, contact Whitefoot at &lsquo;vet volunteers&rsquo; result 6. Thanks!
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Rainstar_of_IvyClan More than 1 year ago
Brambleclaw is ugly.
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