Dim Light (Stormwind)

Spottedpelt groaned, trying to move but freezing at the realization of Rainstorm above her. Trying her best not to move, she had an idea and smirked, grinding her hindquarters against the sleeping tom's sheath while using her tail to tease Shadowleaf's core.

Riverflight continued hunting, somewhat enjoying the quiet and solitude of the snow-covered forest.

Rainstorm was sleeping on top of Spottedpelt, his head resting in between her shoulders, while Shadowleaf was curled up back to back with Glaciertail.

Swiftstream wriggles around in her sleep, trying to replace the warmth she lost when Riverflight left.

Spottedpelt awoke with Rainstorm, Glaciertail, and Shadowleaf, her memory foggy.

Riverflight continued on the hunt, searching for something a bit bigger than the average mouse for his pregnant mate.

She quietly grumbled at the loss of warmth, curling up tighter.

Grinning, Riverflight licked the top of her head once more before carefully standing up, padding towards the den entrance go go catch something for his mate and himself.

Swiftstream purred in her sleep, snuggling closer to him.

Riverflight looked over, purring softly as the sight of his mate comforted him. I'll always have her. he reminded himself, gently licking her neck.

Swiftstream remained sleeping, eyes tightly shut.

(Got it.)

Riverflight awoke with Swiftstream still curled up to him closely.

(Yeah

*reaches out for my bed and disappears into the Land of Sleep*)

(Ok. Want to skip or something then? :p )

(I dunno what to do)

(?)

(Derp Derp)

Riverflight groomed away, lovingly lapping at Swiftstream's pelt.

Spottedpelt shuddered as she imagined what the pair, and potentially trio if Rainstorm awoke, would do to her now as both Shadowleaf and Glaciertail stood up.

Swiftstream curled up tightly by his side, pressing herself against him.

Shadowleaf sat up, shaking herself.

"It'll be alright, Swiftstream. She'll still be our friend, I'm sure of if." Riverflight mewed this comforting thought to his mate between licks as he groomed the top of her head.

Spottedpelt turned her body and crouched, lifting her tail to expose her pink core. "Let me be your little she-slut." She mewed pleadingly, turning to lock eyes with Glaciertail and Shadowleaf.

Swiftstream pushed her muzzle into his neck fur, closing her eyes.

Shadowleaf tipped her head to the side in question, drowsy from laying in the sunlight.

Spottedpelt looked to Shadowleaf, then to Glaciertail. "Will you two help me?" She mewed quietly, looking pleadingly.

Riverflight nuzzled Swiftstream affectionately.

Swiftstream pressed against him, sighing miserably.

Shadowleaf looked up at Spottedpelt, Rainstorm sleeping.

Glaciertail sat with Rainstorm and Shadowleaf, lazily grooming himself.

Spottedpelt padded up to the trio, plopping herself down with them defeatedly.

Riverflight nodded. "I feel the same, but was afraid to say so until you did."

Swiftstream shook her head, looking down at her paws sadly. "I didn't want to hurt her."

Rainstorm and Shadowleaf lounges around.

Spottedpelt looked back and forth between them one last time before nodding. "That's alright, then." She stood and padded out of the den, searching out Rainstorm or Glaciertail or Shadowleaf, anyone to talk to, and maybe to let her do something to them as well. She was overcome with the desire to lick someone off, be it a tom or a she-cat. Anything to take her mind off of their seeming complete rejection.

Riverflight turned to his mate as Spottedpelt left, waiting a few heartbeats to tentatively mew "Well…?"

Swiftstream pinned her ears back, a slightly desperate look coming upon her as she flicked her gaze from Spottedpelt to Riverflight, and back and forth repeatedly. 'I only think of her as a friend but I don't want to hurt her!' she silently cried.

Spottedpelt looked between them desperately, waiting for some sort of definitive answer from either of them, her ears pinning back as their stunned silence dragged on. I just need to know! she wailed inwardly.

Riverflight looked down at his paws, not sure what to say, having to tread a thin line between hurting Spottedpelt or potentially hurting his mate.