A Peek Into Tigerstar's Mind
Hi All, this is my first Fanfic, I hope you like it! It is a peek into Tigerstar's mind as he lives his life as a kit, to a warrior to a leader. The first instalment is Tigerkit's birth and is NOT from his point of view. This is only the prolouge, the actual chapers WILL be longer. Also I will soon be publishing my 2nd story: The Warrior Cat Awards which will hopefully be much more fun and lighthearted than this!
ALSO – If I make a mistake with one of the charaters, please tell me! Thanks to Snow That Falls From Sky and Ivyfrost-from-Shadowclan for telling me who each character was.
Hope you enjoy it!
Birth
Goosefeather, the young Thunderclan medicine cat looked up at Silverpelt anxiously. The stars glittered brightly in the night sky. He studied them carefully. What? Goosefeather checked the skies once more and gave a small shudder. He hoped his lack of experience as a medicine cat meant that he had simply mis-interpreted the omen, but with something as large and clear as this, it was virually impossible. He gave the skies a final glance, all too aware of the young queen Leopardfoot's piercing eyes glaring at him.
Goosefeather looked to his side, remembering his young apprentice Featherwhisker sitting next to him. His beautiful brown eyes glittered in the moonlight and he gazed at him, checking to see if the tom understood what this omen meant. It was impossible not to notice the fear in the young cat's eyes. Leopardfoot began flicking her tail back and forth, looking very annoyed and wondering why she was being kept in the dark about Tigerkit's prophecy.
Featherwhisker turned to give Goosefeather an encouraging stare and Goosefeather took a deep breath and wondered how much to tell the queen. This prophect was nowhere near as lighthearted as Whitekit's prophecy (he was to become a strong and noble warrior, followed by a long time as deputy).
"Well Leopardfoot," Goosefeatherstarted.
"Yes?" Leopardfoot growled.
"T-This kit is t-to become a brave and ferocious warrior."
"And?"
"He is to be a successful deputy..."
Leopardfoot gazed at him, mesmerised. This was almost worth the wait!
"And then there will be a large change-"
"What KIND of change?" Leopardfoot demanded.
"Starclan has not made that clear to me. This change will be good because following the event Tigerkit will become a leader."
"Anything else?"
"N-not that I know of..."
"Very well then. Off you go back to your den, you two, you look absolutely exhausted!" Leopardfoot said, gesturing to Featherwhisker.
"Good night Leopardfoot" Firepelt meowed.
"G'night!" Featherwhisker called, stifling a yawn.
"I'll expect you back tomorrow to check on the kits!" Leopardfoot said, retreating into the nursery.
"Ok" muttered an exhausted Goosefeather, entering the medicine cat den.
"Goosefeather, I-I'm confused. What did we see back there? Up in the stars? What did it mean?"
"I don't know Featherwhisker. I just don't know."
Late that night, once Featherwhisker was asleep, Goosefeather thought about what had happened in the clearing. All he knew is that there were three words so clearly meant to describe Tigerkit.
Traitor.
Liar.
Murderer.