1This is my first Warrior fan fic that isn't a crossover. I've wanted to write one for a while but never had any idea good enough to go on. Now I do and I would like to present Mystic Powers! Go me!

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors for all of you people that thought I did

Claimer: I do own Mystickit and my story no touchy

A full moon just barely peeked through the heavy fog that clouded ThunderClan camp. It was the middle of leaf-bare and snow lightly dusted the quarry. In the light of the full moon a kit had been born, a blue-gray she-cat.

This kit had been born to Firestar and Sandstorm, their second litter. This litter had consisted of only one kit.

Firestar padded into the nursery with a mouse clamped tight in his jaws. "I brought you something" he mewed to his mate. She smiled in approval of his choice of meal.

"I'm worried, it's not normal for a kit to be born this late in leaf-bare" Sandstorm looked at Firestar concern in her eyes. Firestar looked at her encouragingly "she'll be fine I'm sure of it, you'll see." She looked down at her kit for a moment "I'm sure you're right I have nothing to worry about." Firestar liked her ear lovingly "I know I'm right."

"I think I have chosen a name but I want you to approve of it first" she looked at the bundle of fur that was nursing at her side. "Mystickit" she let the name roll of her tongue.

Firestar muttered it to himself a few times before asking "what made you think of it?" "I'm not sure, it's like someone in StarClan wants me to name her that way, but I like it" she looked at Firestar fondly. "I do to" he agreed with her.

Six Moons Later

Mystickit yawned and blinked at the bright light. She stretched, her claws scraping against the rock floor. She hated the rock floor she much preferred the soft turf of the forest floor. She had heard tales from the elders about the clans old home and from what she could tell it seemed that it was a lot more comfortable that this.

She wasn't complaining though, she had it good. She had plenty of prey to eat and when she was younger she got all the milk she could drink. Not to mention that her dad was clan leader and her mom was the best hunter in the clan, yep she hit the gene jackpot as far as clan cats go.

Mystickit padded out of the nursery holding her head and tail high. Today she was six moons old, the perfect age to be apprenticed.

The young she-cat looked around the quarry hoping to spot Squirrelflight. Soon she spotted her sitting outside of the warriors den grooming herself. Upon spotting her she darted across the camp.

"Squirrelflight guess what!" Mystickit barreled into her older sibling. Mystickit hadn't had any litter mates so she was really close to Squirrelflight and Leafpool.

Squirrelflight batted the young cat off of her. Squirrelpaw ruffled her fur in attempt to free it of some of the dust. "So what's this good news?" she asked.

"My apprentice ceremony is today" her misty blue eyes glistened in excitement. "That's wonderful" Squirrelflight congratulated her younger sister. "I wish you could be my mentor" Mystickit looked up at her with pleading eyes. Squirrelflight batted the young cat's ears playfully "and I'd love to be your mentor but there are cats who are much more experienced than me, like Brambleclaw I wouldn't be surprised if he ended up being your mentor."

"I don't like him though, he's so uptight, you're a lot more fun" Mystickit mewed. "Then being your mentor would be good for him, he might learn to relax a little" Squirrelflight answered.

"Couldn't you talk to Dad? Maybe you could convince him to make you my mentor" Mystickit shuffled her paws. "No, that wouldn't be right, but if you're worried maybe you should talk to him on your own" Squirrelflight advised.

Mystickit flicked her tail in annoyance; this had not been the answer she was looking for, "alright, but only if you come with me." Squirrelflight sighed "I don't see any harm in that, come on we should reach Firestar before sun-high." Mystickit bounced up happily "oh thank you Squirrelflight"

Squirrelflight cuffed the kit over the ears gently. "Come on Mysticfluff" Squirrelflight called using her nickname for her younger sister. "You don't think that will be my warrior name do you?" Mystickit asked worriedly. Squirrelflight chuckled "no I believe not, now come on." Mystickit stood up on her paws and followed Sandstorm over to Firestar.

"Hey dad who's going to be my mentor?" Mystickit asked sweetly hoping to get an answer. Firestar looked down at his daughter "even if I'm your father I don't think it would be fare if I told you every one else has to wait."

Mystickit looked over to Brambleclaw whom Firestar had been talking to moments before. The two had never really gotten along. Mystickit didn't mind though she was content with playing numerous jokes on him instead.

"You weren't thinking about him were you?" Mystickit motioned to Brambleclaw with a flick of her tail. "What did I tell you about respect toward warriors?" Firestar asked. Mystickit sat up straight and held her head high before repeating "Warriors are an important rank in our clan and one day I will be one therefore I should treat them with respect."

Squirrelflight rolled her eyes at her sister. Firestar saw this "and with you it was leaving camp grounds without telling anyone." Squirrelflight looked at her paws. Mystickit snickered.

"To answer your question yes, I was considering it" Firestar looked at Mystickit sternly in the eye. She moaned upon hearing the bad news.

"Why not Squirrelflight?" Mystickit asked. "Because he has a lot more experience" Firestar answered. "It's not like I'll listen to him anyway. I'll probably do something stupid like stick my nose in a skunk hole" Mystickit whined trying to get her father to change his mind.

Firestar sighed "I'll think about it." Mystickit bounced up happily and gave her father a quick lick on the cheek "thanks dad."

"Why are you so happy? Dad just said that he'd think about it" Squirrelflight asked. Mystickit was trotting happily toward the fresh kill pile "whenever dad says I'll think about it, it usually means yes." Mystickit picked up a rather plump vole from the fresh kill pile. "I'm going back to the nursery" she tried to mew through her dinner.

I know it was short but I was pretty happy with it myself but you guys are the real judge. Sorry if I messed up on anything I haven't read any of the books recently. So here's how I work 5 reviews gets you the next chapter, less than five and this story gets put on the back burner while I finish up my first ff which has been having to be updated as quickly as I can type the chapters. So let the reviewing commence!

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