Mysticstar’s Fearlessness (Chapter 1)
Chapter 1
“Mystickit… you must wake up,” Vulturewing meowed calmly.
“Why? I’ve never spoken to StarClan before! It’s so cool!”
“Your family is in danger.”
Mystickit woke in her nest to wails, yowls and screeches. Her mother, Hollowfoot, was wrestling with a
brown and white tabby near the entrance to the den. The nest was behind a rock pile, and her 3
siblings, Lilykit, Calicokit and Moonkit were huddled around her.
“W-whats going on?” Mystickit whispered.
“I dunno,” Lilykit meowed unfazed. Mystickit peeked over the rock pile to see Hollowfoot being pinned
down by the brown and white tabby as the she-cat bit her throat. The she-cat looked at the rock pile
and spotted Mystickit as she ducked down. She mouthed ‘they’re coming this way’ at her siblings.
They huddled into the shadows as Mystickit-being a black cat-closed her eyes and covered her
siblings.
However, she felt a strong nudge and a sharp pain as she opened her eyes. The she-cat was heading
towards her siblings!
“No!” Mystickit shouted. The she-cat turned to look at her, showing her sharp fangs. She reached for
Lilykit and sliced her throat open. Lilykit let out one last spasm before she fell still. Calicokit squeaked
fearfully before backing up farther into the stone. Moonkit huddled up next to her as the she-cat
advanced. Mystickit could do nothing but watch. She had no power over this she-cat that was about
the size of Coldstar. Next the she-cat reached for Calicokit and sliced her throat open too. Calicokit
squealed at Mystickit.
“Help! Mystickit get help!”
“I-I can’t!”
Calicokit fell silent as her breathing stopped. The she-cat reached for Moonkit last, and sliced his
throat quick and his breath stopped abruptly. At last, the she-cat turned on Mystickit, her fangs and
claws dripping with blood. She slowly walked up to the defenseless kit. But, right when she was about
to pounce, a yowl sounded loudly at the entrance to the nursery and her father, Cloudtuft, ran in and
attacked the she-cat. She seemed shocked as her eyes opened wide at the sight of Mystickit’s father.
Cloudtuft went straight for her throat, and like Mystickit’s siblings, died quickly. Silence fell in the
nursery and Mystickit could hear silent drops of water hitting the oor. She realized it was her father.
Crying.
“D-dad?” Mystickit whispered.
“H-hollowfoot…” he murmured softly.
“Lilykit, Calicokit and M-Moonkit too…” Cloudtuft looked at his only remaining daughter, and licked her
head fur.
As the last remaining family members were mourning, Coldstar walked into the nursery. Cloudtuft
stepped away from his daughter, and faced the ThunderClan leader. When Coldstar entered the rock
pile den, he spotted Mystickit, and glared at her. Why does he hate me so much? Mystickit thought. I’m
only a kit.
Coldstar looked at Cloudtuft and dipped his head. “I’m sorry for your loss, Cloudtuft. Hollowfoot was
an honorable warrior, and Lilykit, Calicokit and Moonkit would have been too.” Cloudtuft dipped his
head in return. Then her father looked at her.
“Mystickit, let’s take you to the medicine den for the shock.” Mystickit nodded.
As they walked through camp, Mystickit spotted pools of blood and tufts of fur littering the oor.
Silkpaw, an apprentice, lay on her side as blood spilled out of her neck. She was clearly dead. Nearby
the apprentice, Ashame, a warrior, was dead too. Mystickit looked away and shoved her face into
Cloudtuft’s bushy fur. He rested his head on hers.
When the arrived at the medicine den, Pinefall, the only medicine cat, was rushing around his den,
grabbing herbs, healing wounds, and clearly stressed out. When Mystickit walked in with her father, the
medicine cat looked up, confused.
“Where’s Hollowfoot?” He asked. “Or Lilykit, Calicokit and Moonkit?”
Mystickit looked down as her father responded, “Dead.”
Pinefall whispered, “thyme, they need thyme…” as he ran back to the herb stores and grabbed a
thyme leaf and brought it to the father and daughter. “There you go,” he meowed. “Just eat it. It helps
with shock.” Cloudtuft nodded and ate the thyme. He brushed his tail along Mystickit’s back to tell her
to eat it. She reluctantly agreed, and choked on the leaf as it attempted to go down her throat.
Pinefall turned around and looked at her, concerned. “You alright?” He asked. Mystickit nodded. She
swallowed the leaf, and remembered her dream.
“Father?” She asked.
“Yes, Mystickit?”
“Could you leave? I need to speak to Pinefall. Privately.” Cloudtuft didn’t oblige and left the den.”
“So? What did you want to tell me?”
“Before I woke up… I spoke to a StarClan cat.” Pinefall’s ears perked up.
“Who was it?” He asked eagerly.
“Some cat named Vulturewing…” Pinefall’s eyes lit up. “You know him?”
“Of course I know him!” Pinefall scoed. “He was my mentor! A quite ery one if you ask me.” He
joked. Wow! I spoke to a StarClan cat, who was a medicine cat! Mystickit thought excitedly.
“What did he tell you?”
“He told me… that I would do great things. I-I would save ThunderClan.”
“Well…” Pinefall murmured, just loud enough for Mystickit to hear. “There is a prophecy…” Mystickit
leaned closer to hear the medicine cats words. “‘A cat of magic will save all from someone of power,’
he barely whispered it.
“But- but how could I, Mystickit, a regular kit, save all the Clans?”
“Not just the Clans, little kit,” Pinefall muttered. “Rogues, loners, kittypets, everyone.”
“But why does Coldstar hate me so much?” Pinefall paused his reorganization of the herb stores.
“There’s… a theory I have,” Pinefall turned around and slowly walked towards the kit. “You know
Moonstar?”
“Yes! He was leader before Coldstar! He was great… until he was murdered…” Mystickit slowly
became silent after the last words.
“I believe, that Coldstar murdered him to be leader,” Pinefall nished, “and, its crazy how those rogues
attacked… rogues don’t usually attack at a regular basis. They attacked before you even opened your
eyes. That time, Cloudtuft was in the nursery, so he helped Hollowfoot defend you guys. Maybe its a
coincidence, or is that just me?”
“Pinefall,” a low voice sounded at the entrance to the den. Mystickit knew it was Coldstar. How- How
much of that did he hear? Mystickit thought nervously. “Would you kindly come to my den with me?”
“Y-yes of course C-Coldstar.” Pinefall looked at Mystickit with a nervous look before following the
leader out the medicine den.