Heart of a Warrior (Book 2) [A Warrior Cat Fanfiction]

Chapter Nine: Explanations

A/N MISTYLEAF'S POV IN THIS! FINALLY! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! Well pie.

Mistyleaf yawned. It'd been a long day. First the battle, then the ceremony, then organizing patrols and going hunting...She needed a good sleep.

Thunderclaw curled up next to her, purring. Mistyleaf purred too. "Goodnight, my sweet," Thunderclaw meowed before Mistyleaf fell asleep and into her dream.

"Mistyleaf!" Winter called.

Mistyleaf padded over to her mother and rubbed noses.

Two more cats came over. One was Patch. Mistyleaf remembered him from when she had to choose between Ravenclaw and Thunderclaw, he was her guardian. He knew her future. Mistyleaf was unsure of who the other cat was.

"Mistyleaf..." the unknown cat purred. He had black fur and brown ears. Winter seemed awfully close to him.

"Who are you?" Mistyleaf asked him.

Mistyleaf realized that the cat was quite handsome. Not in Thunderclaw's way, or Ravenclaw's, but in his own unique way. He looked slightly like Shadow and Night as well. Mistyleaf shuddered as she compared the three cats.

The black cat sighed. "I am Oakfur, or, as your mother knew me, Oak. I am your father," he meowed.

Mistyleaf's eyes widened. "Father? But why did you leave us? Winter always told us stories of you, and you seemed like you loved Winter, but when she needed you, you left!"

"I didn't leave," Oakfur growled. "I was crossing a Thunderpath while following the scent trail of a mouse, and I got hit."

Mistyleaf stepped back. "Oh," she mewed, looking down. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know."

"It's alright, you couldn't have known. Even Winter didn't know. But I've been waiting here to meet you finally. You are my little mist and I haven't even been able to talk to you until you're still full grown warrior. Maybe I missed my chance when you were a kit, but I want to make up for it by being here now," Oakfur meowed.

Mistyleaf looked up. She looked at Oakfur, and he nodded, so she dashed up to him. They rubbed noses and intertwined tails in a similar way to what Mistyleaf and Thunderclaw did. But this wasn't love as mates. It was love as father and daughter.

Then Mossystar came. She was still beautiful, her now starry yellow-orange pelt shining. "Mistyleaf..." she purred.

"Mossystar!" Mistyleaf cried, running away from Oakfur and Winter. She rubbed noses with her former leader and mentor, finally able to see her again. "I've missed you," Mistyleaf whispered.

"I've missed you too," Mossystar responded. "You've grown to be a strong, beautiful cat."

"You still are," Mistyleaf laughed. Mossystar purred.

Then her eyes darkened. "Clawfur is still alive."

Mistyleaf lowered her head, remembering her dreadful mistake.

Flashback <3

Clawfur laid on the ground weak, waiting for his death. He was alone with Mistyleaf, who was given the right of killing him.

Mistyleaf unsheathed her claws and walked around Clawfur, as if looking for a good place to strike. Clawfur snarled and growled, "Get on with it already."