Noble warriors are dying- and some deaths are more mysterious than others. But the ThunderClan cats are in grave danger, and their enemies grow stronger every day. For generations, four Clans of wild cats have shared the forest according to the laws laid down by their warrior ancestors.
The stream covered Dustpelt's tail and filled her up, since it was blocking the exit. Soon she couldn't take anymore and released a stream of juices. Her inner walls squeezed it as it got lubricated from her juices. Sandstorm felt the pleasure surge through her as his tail explored her inside going in and out. 'She looks like Leafpool and Squirrelflight.' The runt had orange and brown spots, sitting atop a white pelt.
'She-cat.' Sandstorm mewed, noticing he was looking at you. One kit, the runt, nuzzled it's way past it's littermates, searching for a place to nurse.
That scar, that chip in his ear, that tabby pelt, it was Tigerstar! Warrior Cats Lemon Sandstorm purred as she moved her tail, revealing three tiny kits. A cat walked out that Ravenpaw reconized. He found himself in a strange and dark place. Why is my vuse alto blinking green 3 times posted by Heathercloud.
