Cat-Fox-Vixen

by Claradreamer

Vixen was raised by foxes ever since her father threw her off the cliff. Her family is asked to join the head foxes, but that risks exposing Vixen. Sacrificing everything, running away from the colony and living alone in the forest, Vixen and her family are found by a clan of cats. Vixen is renamed Vixenpaw and given a mentor. But is there more to this mentor than meets the eye?

1. Cast Away

Heatherfur woke up. Her kit, Foxkit, was gone. She stumbled out of the nursery and let out a wail of anguish. Meadowclan scent was everywhere.

"My kit!" Heatherfur yowled "Darkpelt stole my kit!"

Mountainstar came out of his den. He jumped onto the highrock.

"Cats of Snowclan! Darkpelt of Meadowclan has stolen Foxkit. If we go now, we might be able to meet him before he reaches Meadowclan borders!"

Mountainstar jumped off of the highrock. He dashed down the hill the Snowclan camp was one with a dozen warriors behind him. Heatherfur tore after them, muttering curses under her breath to Darkpelt.

"I see them!" A voice called out. Don't worry my kit, I'm coming for you.

Darkpelt turned around. Eying the patrol of cats, he set down the kit and yowled "If I cant have this kit. No cat can!"

He picked up Foxkit and flung her off of the cliff. Heatherfur screamed and Darkpelt ran off. The cats of Snowclan tried to comfort Heatherfur, but she kept on crying out for her kit.

Their medicine cat Berryleaf, gave her a poppy seed and she fell asleep, dreaming of revenge on Darkpelt.

Meanwhile, the kit tumbled of the cliff, mewling and waving her paws like she was trying to fly. She was about to hit the hard, jagged stones at the bottom, but a gust of wind blew her off course into a bramble bush. Scraped, tired and hungry, she curled up and let the rain beat cruelly down on her.