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MIDNIGHT (Warriors: The New Prophecy, Book 1)

In this fantasy novel, a young warrior cat named Firepaw discovers a dark force threatening her Clan. She must leave her home and embark on a perilous journey to find the legendary StarClan and seek guidance from the spirits of the past. Along the way, she encounters other warrior cats, forms alliances, and faces trials that will test her courage and loyalty. more

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Erin Hunter
Erin Hunter

Erin Hunter is a renowned children's literature author, best known for her 'Warriors' series. Her works are celebrated for their rich imagination and emotional depth, captivating a wide audience. more

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