SilverStream laughed hysterically and called,"SLAVES, arise!" The magical cats from Dark Forest rose and bowed at her command...
"From now on DarkForest is called Bethrothal Of the Clans, home of my ancestors, the two legs..." She paused for silence as every cat gasped. My name is Hanna Smith*Made up name, say she's a dictator* and I want every cat to be under my command, or else..." "or else what?" Antpelt bristled while hissing at her. "You will be tortured."Hanna Smith laughed like Voldemort.
WHAM! A spark of yellowish green light flew at her face and everyone screamed. Hanna instantly died... Oh well, she was idiotic anyways. Harry Potter had appeared, and shouted backwards as he flied back to Hogwarts," YOUR WELCOMEEEEE!"
Whispers spread through the forest... Most of them thought,' Who was Hanna?'
