Chapter 3
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Stars POV
I saw him, I saw Sand, I've always known this would happen, known but never knew when it would actually happen. He took Oakkit. My heart ached for him, even thought he wasn't my flesh and blood, I had cared for him, been his mother. But Nightkit, Nightkit my little star, (No Pun Intended) my everything. I was walking back with a piece of vole in my mouth when I saw, saw him. I had once loved him, loved him with all my heart, but now, now I regret it. My brave Night, she launched herself at him; I stood there frozen, frozen out of fear. He squatted her off, determined she leapt again, and then it happened, the worst happened. He shoved her off and she didn't get up, didn't twitch, mewl or move a single muscle. I dropped the vole and ran, that coward was already long gone. I screamed out a mournful yell, one that echoed my sorrow and scared the prey miles away into hiding. Then, suddenly, as if just sleeping, Nightkit twitched, just the slightest move of the paw. I breathed again.
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Lick, lick, lick. Night opened her eyes.
"Where am I?" She whispered, standing uncertainly to her small feet
"Hush dear, rest." Sand answered, nuzzling her kit
Then, like a punch, it came back to Nightkit. Oakkit, taken, Sand. Sand, the maker of this trouble. Sand.
Tears sprung into her eyes, Star cuddled her closer, glad that Nightkit was alive. Thoughts overflowed in Nightkit's brain, she had failed, failed to get her littermate back. Failed. The sparkling droplets fell like a waterfall out of Nightkits eyes and a sad kitten cries filled up the entire cave.
"Shh, Nightkit, it's alright. Mummys here, shhh" Star whispered into her kits ear, saddened by her wailing.
"N-no! N-never gon-gonna be a-alri-alright! NEVER!" Nightkit cried harder, thinking of the billon times Oakkit had been here for her, helping her, soothing her, even the time where he had got stung by a flying yellow thing, it was he comforting her, it was her that had been crying. Star signed and continued licking Nightkit. Too attached, they had become too attached. She should have separated them, to keep Nightkit from this mourning, but in her heart, Sand knew she would have never separated them, it was impossible. The two clung onto each other like grass and dirt; they belong and would never be parted.
The days passed slowly, Nightkit began to grow thinner and smaller, if that was possible. She no longer had the energy to play, to run and chase, like a normal kit. Sand was worried, worried for Nightkit.
Need a plan, a way to brighten the mood. Star tried everything, even to capturing a live grasshopper for Nightkit to play with but Nightkit just stared at it, not moving and her chin, once again landed on her paws.
"Nightkit, today you turn are 6 moons old, time to teach you hunting. From now on, you will be known as Nightpaw. "Star announced. Star – Star had once been a Clan cat, that was before she met Sand, before Nightkit. Nightpaw's ears cocked, okay, she admitted, learning to hunt was quite a big thing. She couldn't help but feel excited, Oakkit escaped from her mind for a few minutes. The two went out to the trees, where the cave looked like a little rabbit hole.
"First, you have to learn the hunter crouch" Star taught Nightpaw everything she knew, to the way your tail was supposed to move. Finally, they were ready. The two hunter's paws were but as loud as a leaf falling onto the ground. Nightpaw sniffed the dewy morning air in and There! The slight crunch of a leaf, a little crunching sound came from the far tree,
"You go get it" Star mouthed to her, Nightpaw nodded, excitement brewing up. A little brown mouse was nibbling some kind of nut behind a tree root. Nightpaw crouched and silently crawled over, not letting her belly touch the dry leaves. Nearly, nearly, she crouched into the hunter's crouch and prepared her muscles for the powerful jump, them BAM she pounced, her tail doing the flick her mother had taught her. The mouse squeaked as the predator hurled into it. Nightpaw nipped its neck and the light left its eyes. Proud. Nightpaw felt a teeny bit proud.
If only Oakkit could see me now.
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End of chapter 3. Hope there are still readers XD
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