The ThunderClan deputy struggled, spitting with fury. Leaves sprayed into the chasm as her paws slipped and slid.įireheart was dangling from the glistening jaws of a huge dog. She erupted from the bracken and scrabbled to a stop in a clearing at the edge of the cliff. Would Fireheart really be able to lure the dog pack over the edge? What if the pack’s leader caught him first? She could hear the river crashing between the sheer gray walls. She hurtled through a swath of ferns, running blind as the leaves whipped her face. Gulping air, muscles burning, she wove around the trees, her paws skidding on the leafy forest floor. No! Not that one! You cannot use him as prey!īluestar flung herself down the slope. 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. Fireheart’s orange pelt flashed like flame through the greenery. Below, the ferns shook as dark shapes swarmed through the gully. Bluestar skidded to a halt at the top of the slope the stench of dogs hit her throat.
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