The flaming forest

The flaming forest

by James Oliver Curwood
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The flaming forest by James Oliver Curwood

General Books publication date: 2009
Original publication date: 1921
Original Publisher: Grosset

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BN ID: 2940018772538
Publisher: New York : Grosset & Dunlap
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
File size: 413 KB

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The Flaming Forest 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 7 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Fast paced story of back woods drama in early 1900s Canada. James Oliver Curwood lived among the people he wrote about and uses many interesting characters in this and his other novels. The ARose Books publication is not a scanned copy, but a carefully edited version with enhanced original lithographs.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I don't like sharing. Res one of this book. &hearts
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What? Whose side is this? ~Apex
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
My eyes narrow at the she cat who disappeared, my violet eyes flashing a deep, blood red. "If you try and hurt my family....I will kill you," I snarl.+Mistypaw
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Liked the story and charactors.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I raced through the forest and found myself surrounded by flaming trees. I let out a yelp as a branch fell in front of me and threw ashes towards us. We shook them off us and went around. "Dad!!" I called. "Grandpa!!" Ivypaw yowled. I coughed as smoke surrounded us, filling my lungs. "Dad! Tornadoclaw!" I yowled. I heard a noise to our side and saw a fallen tree. There was a gray tail sticking out from underneath it. "No.." I murmured. Ivypaw and I raced over to the tree and placed out front paws on the side, ignoring the fire. We pushed on it and it rolled over, revealing my father, his gray fur singed and his back leg broken. He was breathing, but only slightly. Dad let out a cough. "Talonpaw..? Is that you?" He wheezed. I kicked his head, "Yeah." I murmured. "We should get him out of here." Ivypaw mewed. I nodded and bit into my father's scruff and heaved him away. We took him to a small patch of burned grass and lay him down. Tornadoclaw kept coughing and gasping for air. I looked over at Ivypaw who was crouching down and covering her muzzle with her paws. "Talonpaw.." The gray deputy murmured. I leaned my head closer and looked at him. "Yes father?" I asked, my voice shaking. "I need you (cough) and Ivypaw (cough) to get (cough) outta here (cough). It's not safe (cough) here." He wheezed. I shook my head, "No!" I wailed. "I can't leave yoy here! What about mother?" I sobbed. Tornadoclaw smiled weakly, "Tell Geckostar... that I love her. Tell her not to grieve, for I will always be with her." He murmured. "Now go. It doesn't look like Ivypaw will last any longer.. farewell my son. You will make a great Medicine Cat one day. Tell Geckostar I will miss her greatly... Geckostar.." He murmured. Then, Tornadoclaw's breathing ceased. My father was dead. I buried my head in his fur briefly, then turned to face Ivypaw. She was coughing and gasping for air. 'Father was right, she won't last any longer.' I thought. I coughed and picked up Ivypaw by the scruff. I threw her on my back and raced back to camp, tears streaming down my face.