Darkstrike rubbed himself against the pretty cat. "You really shouldent come out alone" he growled seductivly.
Duskpaw licked her ears. " I see you also find catnip irresistable!" he winked at her, then biting off a small peice and offering it to her.
He groaned, then in a quick motion shoved his full fledged hardness into the she cat.
The brown apprentice pressed close to her. "You have amazing eyes" he mewed.
He licked her muzzle over and over. "Oh Winterpaw!" He drilled her faster now, pleasure coursing through him.
The Tom nodded. "Lonepaw, you are so beautiful. You must have been sent from starclan." he breathed, then licked her cheek.
He twined his tail with hers and sat there purring with her pressed against him. "When we become warriors.. I'd like to be your mate"
Duskpaw ran back to camp with Lonepaw, hearing their names being called he dashed up the Rockpile and stood next to Moonstar.
Featherstream layed out basking in the sun.
Splicekit watched Deathkit and Fearkit with narrow silver eyes. This was all fun and games. She wanted more. To kill more than prey, the blood of the Winterclan leader was what she wanted to taste.
[Alternate name: Rainkit]
[Appearance: Light grey tabby she cat with silver eyes and whitepaws]
[Personality: Quite grim, but loyal to her fellow kittens]
~after the ceremony~
Duskheart smiled huge at his love.
Name: Splice
Mate/Crush: Looking
Gender: Male
Age: 5
Appearance: Slim light gray wolf with darker gray markings and silver eyes.
Splice sat looking around the clearing.
Featherstream suddenly goes after a squirrel slinking past her, she chases it and chases it, crossing the boreder and soon slaming head first into Jetstars chest.
Duskheart tackled her to the ground smiling. "Gotcha!"
After a few more minutes of hard pounding he finished. Sighing with contempt he slumped off of her.
Her eyes were huge with shock. "T-Thankyou Jetstar" she mewed and slowly started to skink off. Looking back at the alluring leader.
He kisses her cheek and wraps a paw around her. "My angel" he chuckled.
Duskheart noticed Tyler. "Hey!!" he called out, running towards him.
She felt herself drawn to him even after he had been gone for several heartbeats. She stood. Then sighed, taking the squirrel and heading back to camp. "I will see him again. Tommorow.." she thought.
Darkstrike purred happily. "We should get back soon. They might start to wonder" he winked.
Duskheart looked for Tyler. (Tyler? Tyler as in Ethens brother? It's Molly aka Wolfy!!)
The silver she cat was too anxious about trying to see him again she couldent sleep. So she went out night hunting. Featherstream was stalking a mouse when she unknowingly passed Jetstar.
"I have.. Extremly affectionate feelings for you." he choked out. Starting to get up.
Featherstream bit her tounge to keep from screaming. "Jetstar?? What are you doing here?" she asked, her heart pounding with desire.
