Oakstar's past- Chapter five

Oakstar's past- Chapter five

Oakkit woke up, looking at Mousefur. She was talking to his father. "My cough has gotten worse." He meowed, turning his head as he coughed. "I-I don't think I will be deputy for long." He meowed. Oakkit looked at Brackeneart, what was a deputy? "Moonfeather tells me that today might be my last day. I'm sorry I won't be here for you and Oakkit." He meowed. "You'll always be here. In my heart, and in Starclan." Mousefur meowed, nuzzling his shoulder. Oakkit was confused. Oakkit kept quiet as he watched his father cough, his body shaking violently. "I'm sorry I won't be here for you Oakkit." He meowed to his son. "Papa, where are you going?" He mewed. "I'm going hunting...And never coming back." He meowed to his son. "What do you mean? Will you get better? will you hunt for the clan?" Oakkit asked. "I've served my clan." He meowed to his son, coughing. Brackenheart gave him a warm smile, stroking the kit's back with his tail. "Papa, can I come?" He asked. Brackenheart shook his head, coughing once more. The deputy closed his eyes, nuzzling Oakkit then rested his muzzle on Mousefur.  "I'll never forget you, papa, where ever you're going." Oakkit mewed, watching his father exit the den. Oakkit ran out, following his father, but he didn't know where he dissapeared to. Mousefur picked Oakkit up by the scruff and carried him back into the nursery. "Go to sleep, it's still night time." Mousefur meowed to the small kit. "Mama, will you leave and go find papa?" He asked. "No, I know where he might be. I'm staying here with you, Oakkit." She replied. Oakkit snuggled close to his mother, going to sleep.

The next morning, Sandstar called the cats for a clan meeting. A brown body was laying motionless on the ground, it wasn't breathing. "Our deputy had died earlier this morning." Sandstar meowed. Oakkit couldn't understand what was going on. He sat beside Mousefur, shivering badly. "Where's papa? Is that him?" Oakkit mewed, looking at the dead cat. Mousefur didn't say anything. "I say these words before Starclan, that the spirits of our warrior ancestors and Brackenheart may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of Valleyclan is Squirreldash." He meowed. Tigerpaw and Sunpaw cheered for thier friend. Whitestorm growled, hoping that he would've been deputy. Oakkit looked at Whitestorm, wondering if Sandstar did something wrong.
When the deputy ceremony ended, The cats gathered around thier previous deputy, sharing tongues with him for the last time. He saw Tigerpaw, Orangefur, and Whitestripe muttering quiet words to him. Oakkit then looked at his father. "Papa, when will you wake up? I want to play really soon." He mewed, he was the only cat who didn't call him boring other than Mousefur. "Mama, are you sure you won't go looking for papa? He's right here." He mewed, thinking that the former deputy was sleeping quietly. "Come, Oakkit. It's time for other cats to share tounges with him." Mousefur picked him up, taking him to the nursery.

It has been a few days, His father didn't come back. Mousefur probably went to find him. He looked up, a White she-cat sitting behind him. "Where's mama? Will she come back?" He squealed. The she-cat sighed. "No, Oakkit." She murmured, hoping that the kit understand. "Did mama look for papa?" Oakkit asked, wondering where his mother could've gone. "Yes..." She mewed, trying to make Oakkit think she left for a better reason. "Will mama ever come back?" He asked. "I don't know." The she-cat mewed. "I want my mama..." He mewed, whimpering. The she-cat frowned. His mother abandoned him earlier in the morning, saying that she couldn't take care of him anymore and that he looked exactly like his father. "You'll forget about her as you get older." Whiteflower meowed. "No," He mewed to the she-cat. "I'll never forget her!" Whiteflower lowered her head to her paws. "Thats what you think." She meowed. Oakkit really didn't like the way this she-cat was acting towards him. As moons passed, He actually began forgetting about her slowly.