~SandClan~ (Open for everyone)

Nightstar grinned at her reaction and mewed "How badly do you want it?"

Whisperingwater yowled loudly into the empty desert around them as she came, splattering Needleclaw's muzzle and face with her juices.

Droughtpaw followed Redheart closely, purring around the herbs in his mouth as his pelt occasionally brushed against hers.

Needleclaw grinned brightly, eyes gleaming proudly as he started licking his muzzle some. "You are very sweet tasting." He commented happily.

Redheart didn't really show it, but everytime he touched her pelt, she smiled very slightly at it. Would that be wrong? To mate with an apprentice? She would think about that.

"Thanks."  Whisperingwater mewed musically, smiling up at him in the afterglow of her first climax.  Looking up at him, keeping herself exposed on purpose, she mewed "What's next?  My body is all yours. Use it however you please."

Droughtpaw was oblivious to her thoughts, but did find the medicine cat highly attractive.  As he walked, he slowly made the conscious effort to brush up against her more and more, walking very close to her.

"How about you be the dominant one." Needleclaw suggested, wanting to be in the she-cats position. He was always curious about this though.

Redheart soon just took one step beside him and kept their fur brushed up together, she enjoying the feeling of the apprentice. She had to admit he was quite handsome.

"Very," Viperstorm answered, her ears twitching.

Mew

*poke*