THE LAST REMAINING THREE!

Colour: Red

Name Type: Dragon

Nightpelt cowered in her hidden dip. She felt uncomfortable because that she was the only cat alive in the arena. Even her dead enemy, Snowflake, felt like that her own mother was killed. No. I must keep going. Nightpelt looked around her dip for good weapons. She saw a bow and several arrows made for cats. "Nice. It'll be good for shooting faraway." Nightpelt climbed to the tree's top and looked around for victims. There! Firefly was fighting Pearl just about a thousand tail-lengths away from the tree. As she watched, Pearl's eyes got slashed, and Firefly got a victory. As Firefly settled on the rocks to rest after the battle with Pearl, Nightpelt pulled out her bow and attached an arrow. With sharp aiming, she directed the arrow at the resting dragon. FWOOMP! The arrow seemed like it was cutting through prey. The arrow pierced through the soft throat of Firefly's and Firefly's body tumbled down to join Pearl's. That was easy. But I still have one enemy left---Feather.

"FIREFLY IS ELIMINATED."

Killer: Nightpelt