Northstar Vale Puppet on a lonely string

"Come on. Hurry up." Jupiter told the youngest slave as she hurried along behind them. He sighed. She was getting Orange's blood all over the trail. He would have to drip water on it so it could fade away. The second in their line was being careful. Spruce placed his paws lightly and had already licked the victim's blood of the bottom his paws as to not spread it. The smallest ran and caught up to the boys. The scene changed and she was in the slave camp. She could see Coal march up to Jupiter, about to tear his ears off like he did months ago. She tried to close her eyes but she couldn't in this nightmare. Coal ran forward and began to tear off the prince's ears...

She woke from the nightmare with a jolt, panting. This one had ran again and again in the past month. Following Jupiter to this stream and watching him be hurt in front of the pack. She sighed sleepily and yawned. This might be a long day.