Mystic glared at her mother, fury and anger boiling beneath her skin. "What?" she snarled. Her tail lashed once.
"What?" Her mother Silverspots retorted.
"We meet again, it seems."
"I'm very much aware of that. Now get off my clan's territory."
Mystic scoffed. "Your clan?"
Silverstar rolled her eyes. "Yes. My clan. And you have no business here."
"Oh I have business," the younger she-cat hissed as her claws unsheathed.
Silverstar growled and arched her back dangerously at the rouge's threat. "Look, if you're not looking for a fight, then I suggest you leave."
As fast as lightning, Mystic leaped and pinned Silverstar down. "But what if I'm looking for a fight?" she sneered.
Silverstar's gaze and voice suddenly softened. "Mystic, what happened? The Mystic I know is this naive and caring she-cat," the leader frowned, "and you are not her." Mystic felt like her heart was going to explode with unforgivable anger. "That was not the Mystic I am," she leaned into Silverstar until she was nose-to-nose with her, "and will never be." Mystic pulled herself up again. "The Mystic now is fierce and the only love she knows," she dug her claws deeper into her mother's throat, "is no love." As blood welled out of Silverstar's neck, Mystic's eyes watered. Flashbacks whirled around her mind. She growled in frustration, not knowing what thought to pinpoint first.
~Flashback~
Mystic stood defiantly in front of her brother Power, facing her mother.
Silverstar glared at her two kits. "Come on, Mystic. We're meeting your father."
"Can Power come?" Mystic argued.
"Power can go nowhere. He's the cripple. To be honest, I don't even see 'power' in him," her mother snapped.
"That's because you see nothing in him," the young she-cat shot back, "If Power's not coming, I'm not coming."
Power shook in fear behind Mystic, his back legs splayed out.
Silverstar rolled her eyes and gave a hard cold stare at her she-kit. "You think you're so smart, do you? Now try living without food!" she snarled as she padded away.
Mystic glared after her mother, but at the same time, her heart broke. She'll come back...right?
Silverstar never did.
~End Flashback~
Mystic's claw is now deep in Silverstar's throat. Blood bubbled beneath her paw. "You let Power died. And you'll pay, foxheart." she spat.
"You can kill me, but nothing will change," the leader rasped as her eyes glazed over, "because I'm not your real mother."