{"product_id":"the-wild-ones-isbn-9780147513229","title":"The Wild Ones","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eFor fans of Warriors, Spirit Animals, and Redwall--the next great animal fantasy adventure is here!\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Kit is a young raccoon who has lived his whole life under the Big Sky. But when a pack of hunting dogs destroy his home and kill his parents, Kit needs to escape.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e He finds himself in Ankle Snap Alley, a city in the midst of a turf war between the Wild Ones and the people's pets who call themselves The Flealess. There he uncovers the secret that they died for--an ancient truce that gives Ankle Snap Alley to the Wild Ones. But the Flealess will stop at nothing to keep that secret buried forever, and Kit is in serious danger. Only the brave of heart and quick of paw can save the Wild Ones now.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Perfect for fans of the Warriors, Spirit Animals, or Redwall series, this first book in the Wild Ones epic is sure capture young readers' imaginations and take them on a great adventure.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eThe Wild Ones\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e* \"The action is fast-paced, the dialogue hilarious, and the supporting characters true to their animal personalities. Animal fantasy lovers will frequently chuckle; younger children may enjoy hearing the book read aloud.\"--\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Connection\u003c\/i\u003e *STARRED REVIEW*\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Raccoon hero Kit and his ragtag community of creatures will sneak their way into your imagination and steal your heart. They may pick your pocket, too, but they’ll take you on an adventure you won’t soon forget. This is a fantasy that kids will adore (and quick-of-paw parents will steal). A wild ride from a wildly imaginative author.”--Katherine Applegate, Newbery Medal-winning author of \u003ci\u003eThe One and Only Ivan\u003c\/i\u003e and the bestselling Animorphs series\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Bold deeds, betrayals, and buffoonery kick off this series with gusto.\"--\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"The sharp, lively descriptions ('like dynamite in a silk purse') shine while the exhilarating finale illustrates that home is wherever your 'howl to snap' friends live.\"--\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Readers will root for Kit as he tangles with scoundrels, liars, and even a hungry crocodile....A promising new series for fans of animal adventure.\"--\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"With rich vocabulary, a satisfying quest, and some dastardly villains, this will be an easy pick for middle-graders who love animal adventure stories.\"--\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cb\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eThe Wild Ones\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e* \"The action is fast-paced, the dialogue hilarious, and the supporting characters true to their animal personalities. Animal fantasy lovers will frequently chuckle; younger children may enjoy hearing the book read aloud.\"--\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Connection\u003c\/i\u003e *STARRED REVIEW*\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Raccoon hero Kit and his ragtag community of creatures will sneak their way into your imagination and steal your heart. They may pick your pocket, too, but they’ll take you on an adventure you won’t soon forget. This is a fantasy that kids will adore (and quick-of-paw parents will steal). A wild ride from a wildly imaginative author.”--Katherine Applegate, Newbery Medal-winning author of \u003ci\u003eThe One and Only Ivan\u003c\/i\u003e and the bestselling Animorphs series\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Bold deeds, betrayals, and buffoonery kick off this series with gusto.\"--\u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"The sharp, lively descriptions ('like dynamite in a silk purse') shine while the exhilarating finale illustrates that home is wherever your 'howl to snap' friends live.\"--\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Readers will root for Kit as he tangles with scoundrels, liars, and even a hungry crocodile....A promising new series for fans of animal adventure.\"--\u003ci\u003eSchool Library Journal\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"With rich vocabulary, a satisfying quest, and some dastardly villains, this will be an easy pick for middle-graders who love animal adventure stories.\"--\u003ci\u003e\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e \u003c\/i\u003eC. Alexander London (www.calexanderlondon.com) is the author of \u003ci\u003eProxy \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eGuardian\u003c\/i\u003e, and the middle grade series \u003ci\u003eThe Accidental Adventures, Dog Tags, \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eTides of War. \u003c\/i\u003eA former journalist and children's librarian, Alex is now a full time writer in Philadelphia. You can follow him on Twitter at @ca_london.\u003cb\u003eChapter One: Decent House Pets\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf all the alleys beneath the Slivered Sky where the animals of fur and feather make themselves at home, Ankle Snap Alley was the most notorious. It was known far and wide as a den of thieves and crooks and cheats. In Ankle Snap Alley, honest folk were rare as roses in winter, and a decent house pet from a good home would never set foot in such a garbage heap.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd yet, one night, not all that long ago, a whisper-thin silver dog came creeping into the winding paths of the alley. The dog was a miniature greyhound. He stepped daintily across the broken concrete, hopped over weedchoked trash, and skirted the rusted skeleton of a bicycle, which he glanced at with disgust.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe dog’s collar was fine leather, and two jingling tags hung off it. One tag said he’d had all his shots from the veterinarian, and the other gave the address of the home where his People fed him and bathed him and invited him to sleep at the foot of their soft feather bed. \u003cbr\u003eThe dog froze in place, lifted one paw from the earth, and sniffed at the moon-kissed air. He swiveled his thin neck around and saw a glint of yellow eyes in the shadow between two buildings. A tiny bell made a delicate tinkling noise. The jingle of the dog’s tags answered the bell. That was the signal. The dog was in the right place.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Do you have information for me?” he asked the shadowy figure. Although the miniature greyhound’s body was dainty, his voice was deep and rumbling, like dynamite in a silk purse. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTwo yellow eyes blazed from the shadows. “Me?” the other creature replied. “No, I do not.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe dog snarled. “How dare you call me out here at this undogly hour and waste my time with no information.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Listen more carefully, Titus,” hissed the creature in the shadows. “I said I don’t have information for you. But he does.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere was a flash of orange claw as the figure shoved a small animal from the shadows into a puddle of moonlight. It was a black-and-white woodpecker with a shock of red plumage atop its head. It looked about frantically. The little bird’s wings were bound to its body by a rubber band, and a metal paper clip clamped its beak shut. One of the bird’s eyes was swollen shut, and it hopped forward with a distinct limp. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“He took some convincing,” the shadowy figure said. “But I promised if he talked I wouldn’t eat his head.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bird squealed through his clamped beak. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Now tell him what you told me,” the creature ordered the bird. “Have they found the Bone of Contention?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bird shook his head no. The dog exhaled with relief. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“But they’ve found a clue,” said the figure in the shadows. “He saw ’em buy a stone from a traveling deer. It had the markings of Azban, the First Raccoon, on it. Isn’t that so?”  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bird nodded yes. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe dog sighed. “So they’re closer than ever to finding the Bone?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“If you believe the Bone is real,” said the shadowy voice. “Cats don’t put much faith in the old stories.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You cats were wild in the old days,” said Titus. “We dogs were not. We know the Bone of Contention is real. And that is why it must never be found.” The dog narrowed his eyes at the woodpecker. “Tell me, bird, where do they live?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Mrrpm, mrrm, mrrrp,” said the bird through his clipped beak. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Hush,” said the dog. “Don’t talk.” He slid a piece of tree bark forward on the ground and placed it directly beneath the bird in the white moonlight. “Write.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe bird bent its head and pecked at the bark on the ground; the tap-tap-tap of its beak echoed in the quiet. When it was done, the dog looked at the address the woodpecker had pecked. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Thank you,” he said. Then he spoke to the yellow-eyed shadow. “Sixclaw, you’ll take care of them?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe figure in the shadows laughed. “You dogs never say what you mean. ‘Take care of them’?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You know what I mean.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You want them dead?” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“I want them dead,” Titus agreed. “No one can ever find the Bone of Contention. Especially not the stinking raccoons, not their stinking children, not their children’s children . . . who I am certain will also stink.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe creature stepped from the shadow into the circle of moonlight beside the captive woodpecker. He was an orange-and-white cat wearing a purple collar on which hung a small bell that chimed every time he moved. “My services do not come cheap,” he said. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“When the job is done, you’ll get more than you could ever desire,” Titus said. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“I can desire a lot,” Sixclaw answered. “A cat’s appetites are bottomless.” \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Well, you can whet your appetite with this little bird here,” said Titus. The bird’s eyes widened, and the cat grinned from ear to ear. His pink tongue danced across his razor-sharp teeth. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTitus turned to go, picking his way back over the strewn garbage and overgrown grass of the alley, cautious with every placement of his paws. He hated to visit this filthy place and hated to do business with cats like Sixclaw, who were half wild in spite of their collars and dishes of milk left out on porches. Sometimes unpleasant alliances were necessary, even between cats and dogs. They were on the same side after all, when it came to ridding themselves of the vermin of Ankle Snap Alley. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs he left the cat and his prey behind, he turned his head back with a jingle of dog tags. “When you eat the bird, leave his head for the vermin to find,” he called back. “As a warning from the Flealess. Their time is up.”","brand":"Puffin Books","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46301119447269,"sku":"NP9780147513229","price":8.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780147513229.jpg?v=1742923069","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/the-wild-ones-isbn-9780147513229","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}