Chapter 4

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Dreamstar let out a yowl of triumph, raising her head. Her eyes gleamed with unmistakable antipicipation, and a joyous expression washed over her face as she grinned widely, "You got Flamestar! Well done! Throw him in the prisoners'den!"

Flamestar struggled in the grip of Bloodfang and Bonepelt. His paws thrashed and his paws slashed the air, claws unsheathed. Desperation and pleading shone in his green eyes as he tried to rip himself free.

Dreamstar leaped on Flamestar, placing a huge silver paw on his neck. Realizing what would happen to him if he fought, Flamestar stopped fighting, but still glared at Dreamstar as if the best thing ever was to take a swipe at her.

Dreamstar dragged Flamestar into a small hollow. It was very uncomfortable, and she flung Flamestar in there. Flamestar let out a wail of protest, racing over to the entrance, but five warriors already stood there, guarding the small den.

Dreamstar let out a "mrrow" of evil laughter. Her plans would work, and everything would be perfect for her.

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