Showing posts with label sneak peek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sneak peek. Show all posts

Thursday, November 19, 2009

The Fourth Apprentice Sneak Peek!

November 24th is just a few short days away...and that means... the long awaited release of the next book in the Warriors saga-- Omen of the Stars #1 - The Fourth Apprentice! Get a head start and check out the sneak peek! Read the first six chapters as you count down the days until the exciting release.

*SPOILER WARNING!*
Take a look at ThunderClan's ranks... Leafpool is a warrior! This means Firestar did not exile her for having kits with Crowfeather! I didn't think he would--Firestar is too soft for that. Will Leafpool have the fierce determination to protect her Clan that a warrior needs? To me, she just doesn't seem like the kind of cat able to be a warrior, but perhaps she'll rise to the challenge. What are your thoughts on this?
*END OF SPOILERS!*

Don't forget, a new manga is also released on the 24th-- Ravenpaw's Path # 1 - Shattered Peace.

Check out the awesome description!

"Ravenpaw has settled into life on the farm, away from the forest and Tigerstar's evil eye. He knows that leaving the warrior clans was the right choice, and he appreciates his quiet days and peaceful nights with his best friend, Barley. But when five rogue cats from Twolegplace come to the barn seeking shelter, Ravenpaw's new life is threatened. He and Barley must try to find a way to overpower the rogues—before they lose their home for good." -- Amazon.com

I'm excited for these two releases! How about you?
-Sorrelpaw

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Browse Inside Bluestar's Prophecy...

You can now have a bigger glimpse of the soon to be released Bluestar's Prophecy!

Here is a snippet:


Bluestar skidded to a halt at the top of the slope; the stench of dogs hit her throat. Below, the ferns shok as dark shapes swarmed through the gully. Fireheart's orange pelt flashed like flame through the greenery. He was keeping a good distance between himself and the pack, but the lead dog was breaking away and closing fast on the ThunderClan deputy.

No! Not that one! You cannot use him as prey!

Bluestar flung hrself down the slope. Gulping air, muscles burning, she weaved around the trees, her paws skidding on the leafy forest floor. She hurtled through a swath of ferns, running blind as the leaves whipped her face. The gorge was close by. She coul hear the river crashing between the sheer gray walls. Would Fireheart really be able to lure the dog pack over the edge? What if the pack's leader caught him first?

She erupted from the bracken and scrabbled to a stop in the clearing at the edge of the cliff. Leaves sprayed into the chasm as her paws slipped and slid.

Oh, StarClan, no!

Fireheart was dangling from the glistening jaws of a huge dog. The ThunderClan deputy struggled, spitting with fury.

The dog shook him, its eyes shining with triumph, but its clumsy paws were skittering dangerously close to the edge of the gorge. "I will not let you destroy my Clan!" Bluestar roared. She flung herself at Fireheart's tormenter, slamming headfirst into its flank...


Enjoy! Don't forget, Bluestar's Prophecy is released in the on July 28th!
-Sorrelpaw

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Bluestar's Prophecy Sneak Peek CONTINUED!

Thanks to the awesome people at Warriors Wish, the final part of the sneak peak has been located! You can view the first part here.

Here's the continuation:

Leopardkit scampered after her brother, swiping playfully at his tail. Her black coat shone in the sunshine. She stopped and stared in delight when she saw Bluekit and Snowkit. “You’ve opened your eyes!”
Bluekit licked her chest, trying to smooth down her fluffy fur and wishing her pelt was as sleek as theirs.
“We can show you around,” Leopardkit mewed excitedly.
Snowkit bounced around the older kit. “Yes, please!”
Bluekit flicked her tail crossly. She didn’t want to be shown her territory. She wanted to explore it for herself! But Leopardkit was already trotting toward the wide patch of ferns near the gorse barrier. “This is the apprentice den,” she called over her shoulder. “We’ll be sleeping there in a moon.”
Snowkit raced after her.
“Are you coming?” Patchkit nudged Bluekit.
Bluekit was gazing back at the nursery. “Won’t you miss your old nest?” She felt a sudden flicker of anxiety. She liked sleeping next to Moonflower.
“I can’t wait to move into my new den!” Patchkit yowled as he darted toward the apprentices’ den. “It’ll be great to be able to talk without Swiftbreeze telling us to be quiet and go to sleep.”
As Bluekit hurried after him, the ferns trembled and a tortoiseshell face poked out between the green fronds.
“Once you start your training,” yawned the sleepy-looking apprentice, ‘you’ll be glad to get some sleep.”
“Hello, Dapplepaw!” Patchkit skittered to a halt outside the den as the tortoiseshell she-cat stretched, half in, half out of the bush.
Bluekit stared at her pelt, thick and shiny, the muscles on her shoulders rippling as she sprang from the ferns and landed beside Patchkit. Suddenly her denmate didn’t seem so big after all.
“We’re showing Bluekit and Snowkit around the camp,” Leopardkit announced. “It’s their first time out.”
“Don’t forget to show them the dirtplace,” Dapplepaw joked. “Whitepaw was complaining about cleaning out the nursery only this morning. The place has been filled with kits for moons, and there are more on the way.”
Bluekit lifted her chin. “Snowkit and I can keep our nest clean now,” she declared.
Dapplepaw’s whiskers quivered. “I’ll tell Whitepaw when she gets back from hunting. I’m sure she’ll be delighted to hear it.”
Was she teasing? Bluekit narrowed her eyes.
“I can’t wait to go hunting!” Patchkit dropped into a crouch, his tail weaving like a snake.
Quick as the wind, Dapplepaw pinned it down with her paw. “Don’t forget to keep your tail still or the prey will hear you swishing up the leaves.”
Patchkit pulled his tail free and straightened it out, flattening it to the ground.
Snowkit stifled a purr. “It sticks out like a twig,” she whispered in Bluekit’s ear.
Bluekit was watching too intently to reply. She studied how Patchkit had pressed his chest to the ground, how he’d unsheathed his claws and tucked his hind paws right under his body. I’m going to be the best hunter ThunderClan has ever seen, she vowed.

-Sorrelpaw
Warriors Wish takes credit.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Upcoming twist for Bluestar's Prophecy?

While browsing a Wands and World's Erin Hunter Author Chat, I spotted some very interesting information for the upcoming book, Bluestar's Prophecy. The book will be released in a few months, on July 28th, 09.

Wouldn't it be interesting if Snowfur's mate was Thistleclaw, the prickly warrior that Bluestar was uneasy about? Vicky (one of the Erins) said this may just be possible!

Ivyflower(Q): In your Bluestar special edition book, would you consider making Thistleclaw the father of Snowfur's kit? It would create some angst, because I'm sure Bluefur wouldn't be very happy about it.
VickyHolmes(A): Wow, brilliant idea! I think this might just be possible. Thank you!

For those of you who don't remember, Snowfur was Bluestar's sister. Snowfur's only kit was Whitekit (later Whitestorm,) Thistleclaw was Tigerclaw's mentor. Thistleclaw was a power hungry cat that was ready to answer problems with war and unnecessary bloodshed. Bluestar gave away her kits in order to become deputy so Thistleclaw could not become leader.

How is that for a plot twist?
-Sorrelpaw
Read a special sneak-peek from Bluestar's prophecy here. Also, read more about Bluestar's Prophecy here and here

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Bluestar's Prophecy Sneak Peek!

The following is credited to Warriorswish. I take no claim on finding this sneak peek.

At the back of Seekers #3; Smoke Mountain was a special sneak peek for the upcoming Warriors book, Bluestar's Prophecy!

Here it is -

Waking, Bluekit could feel the weight of her sister snowkit lying on top of her. Moonflower’s belly rose and fell rhythmically beside them. Swiftbreeze was snoring and Poppydawn wheezed a little as she breathed. Bluekit could hear Leopardkit and Patchkit chattering outside.
“You be the mouse and I’ll be the warrior!” Patchkit was ordering.
“I was the mouse last time!” Leopardkit retorted.
“Was not!”
“Was!”
A scuffle broke out, punctuated by squeaks of defiance.
“Watch where you’re rolling!” the angry meow of a tom silenced them, but only for a moment.
“Okay, you be the warrior,” Patchkit agreed. “But I bet you can’t catch me.”
Warrior! Bluekit wiggled out from under her sister. A newleaf breeze stirred the bramble walls; it drifted through the gaps- but the same fresh forest smell her father had carried in on his pelt when he’d visited. It chased away the stuffy smell of moss and milk and warm sleeping fur.
Excitement made Bluekit’s claws twitch. I’m going to be a warrior!
For the first time, she stretched open her eyes, blinking against the shafts of light that pierced the bramble roof. The nursery was huge! In the darkness, the den had felt small and cozy, but now she could see the brambles arching high overhead, with tiny patches of blue beyond.
Poppydawn, a dark brown tabby with a bushy tail, lay on her side near one part of the wall. Bluekit recognized her because she smelled different from Swiftbreeze and Moonflower. There was no milk scent on her because she didn’t have any kits yet. Swiftbreeze, in a nest beside her, was hardly visible; curled in a tight ball with her nose tucked under her tail, her tabby and white pelt blotchy against the bracken underneath her.
The most familiar scent of all lay behind her. Wriggling around, Bluekit gazed at her mother. Sunlight dappled Moonflower’s silver-gray pelt, rippling over the dark stripes that ran along her flank. Her striped face was narrow, and her ears tapered to gentle points. Do I look like her? Bluekit looked over he shoulder at her own pelt. It was fluffy, not sleek yet like Moonflower, but dark gray all over with no stripes. Not yet.
Snowkit, lying stretched on her back, was all white except for gray ear tips.
“Snowkit!” Bluekit breathed.
“What is it?” Snowkit blinked open her eyes. They were blue.
Are mine blue? Bluekit wondered.
“You’ve opened your eyes!” Snowkit leaped to her paws, wide awake. “Now we can go out of the nursery!”
Bluekit spotted a hole in the bramble wall, just big enough for two kits to squeeze through. “Patchkit and Leopardkit are already outside. Let’s surprise them!”
Poppydawn raised her head. “Don’t go too far,” she murmured sleepily, before tucking her nose back under her tail.
“Where are Poppydawn’s kits?” Bluekit whispered.
“They won’t arrive for another two moons,” Snowkit answered.
Arrive? Bluekit tipped her head to one side. Where from?
Snowkit was already heading for the hole, scrambling clumsily over Moonflower. Bluekit tumbled after her, her short legs uncertain as she slid down her mother’s back and landed in the soft moss beside.
The nest rustled and Bluekit felt a soft paw clamp her tail tip to the ground.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Moonflower was awake.
Bluekit turned and blinked at her mother. “Outside.”
Moonflower’s eyes glowed and a loud purr rumbled in her throat. “You’ve opened your eyes.” She sounded relieved.
“I decided it was time,” Bluekit meowed in reply.
“There, Swiftbreeze,” Moonflower turned, waking the tabby and white queen with a satisfied meow. “I told you she’d do it when she was ready.”
Swiftbreeze sat up and gave her paw a lick. “Of course she would. But my kits opened their eyes sooner.” She swiped a paw across her muzzle, smoothing the fur on her nose.
Moonflower turned back to her kits. “So now you’re going out to see the world?”
“Why not?” Bluekit meowed. “Leopardkit and Patchkit are already out there.”
“Leopardkit and Patchkit are five moons old,” Moonflower told her. “They’re much bigger than you, so they’re allowed to play outside.”
Bluekit opened her eyes very wide. “Is it dangerous?”
Moonflower shook her head. “Not in the camp.”
“Then we can go!”
Moonflower sighed, the leaned down to smooth Bluekit’s fur with her tongue. “I suppose you can’t stay in the nursery forever.” She studied Snowkit. “Straighten you whiskers.” Pride lit the queen’s amber gaze. “I want you to look perfect when you meet the Clan.”
Snowkit ran a licked paw over each spray of whiskers.
Bluekit looked at her mother. “Are you coming with us?”
“Do you want me to?”
Bluekit shook her head. “We’re going to surprise Patchkit and Leopardkit.”
“You’re first prey.” Moonflower’s whiskers twitched. “Off you go, then.”
Bluekit bounced around and sprinted for the gap.
“Don’t get under any cat’s paws!” Moonflower called after them as Bluekit barged ahead of her sister and headed through the hole. “And stay together!”
The brambled scraped Bluekit’s pelt as she wriggled out of the nursery. When she stumbled onto the ground beyond, sunshine stung her eyes. She blinked away the glare, and the camp opened out in front of her like a dream. A vast sandy clearing stretched away to a rock that cast a shadow so long it almost touched her paw tips. Two warriors sat beneath it, sharing prey beside a clump of nettles. Beyond them lay a fallen tree, its tangled branches folded on the ground like a heap of skinny hairless legs. Several tail-lengths away from the nursery, a wide, low bush spread it’s branches over the ground. Ferns crowded a corner at the other side of the nursery and behind them rose a barrier of gorse so tall that Bluekit had to crane her neck to see the top.
Excitement thrilled through her. This was her territory! Her paws prickled. Would she ever know her way around? There was no sign of Patchkit or Leopardkit.
“Where’ve they gone?” she called to Snowkit.
Snowkit was staring around the camp. “I don’t know,” she meowed absently. “Look at that prey!” She was staring at a heap of birds and mice at the side of the clearing. It was topped by a fat, fluffy squirrel.
“The fresh-kill pile!” Bluekit bounced toward it, her nose twitching. She’d heard the queens in the nursery talk about prey, and she’d smelled squirrel on her mother’s fur. What would it taste like? Thrusting her nose into the pile, she tried to sink her claw into a small brown creature with a long, thin tail.
“Watch out!” Snowkit’s warning came too late.
Bluekit’s paws buckled as the fat squirrel rolled off the top of the pile and flattened her. Oof!
Purrs of amusement erupted from the two warriors beside the nettle patch. “I’ve never seen fresh-kill attack a cat before!” meowed one of them.
“Careful!” warned the other warrior. “All that fluff might choke you.”
Hot with embarrassment, Bluekit wriggled out from under the fresh-kill pile and stared fiercly at the warriors. “It just fell on me!” She didn’t want to be remembered by the kit who was attacked by a dead squirrel.
“Hey, you two!” Bluekit recognized Patchkit’s nursery scent as he padded out from behind the nursery. “Does your mother know you’re outside?”
“Of course!” Bluekit spun around to see her denmate for the first time.
Oh. She hadn’t expected Patchkit to be so big. His black and white fur was smooth like a warrior’s, and she had to tip her head back to look at him. She stretched her legs, trying to appear taller.
Leopardkit scampered after her brother, swiping playfully at his tail. Her black coat shone in the sunshine. She stopped and stared in delight when she saw Bluekit and Snowkit. “You’ve opened your eyes!”
Bluekit licked her chest, trying to

Unfortunately, thats all that was provided. Its still very cool though! =)

Bluestar's Prophecy will be in stores on July 28th! That's coming up.
-Sorrelpaw