Leader x Warrior Wincest (For Fireblaze)

Leafwing watched Stonestar to ensure he made a safe landing before glancing up to judge how high his mark was, and she could instantly tell she'd be able to beat it. Though, it was tempting to purposefully lose on purpose, just barely, so that she'd get the loser's reward. But the idea of being the one in charge also intrigued her...

Making her decision, the young female jumped up and dug her claws in, propelling herself up rapidly, and within a moment had a clear clawmark just above her father's on the tree. She gave a brief victorious yelp when she reached the moment where she was just hovering in the air, but as she was dropping down towards the branch back below she could instantly tell she hadn't jumped straight up, and plunged right by the first branch. She let out a terrified caterwaul and whipped out her forelegs and barely managed to grasp a branch below, her body dangling over air and her father now above her on the tree.

Stonestar nodded, glancing straight up the tree as he bunched his muscles and then leapt, his tired body still managing to propel him to where his claw grazed the bark an additional foxlength and a half above the top branch. The Tom made a shaky landing, but leapt to the lower branch so that Leafwing wouldn’t have to worry about landing on him.

Leafwing landed on the branch beside him, panting heavily. "How about you go first and leave a claw mark as high as you can before you have to come back, then I go and leave a claw mark, and whoever has the highest claw mark wins," she amended the rules on the fly, seeing that having them both go up would be really hard.

Stonestar was sitting right at the base of the last good branch, having gotten a little ahead while Leafwing had sat down. He stared straight up the side of the tree, trying to gage how far he could go up and still guarantee a safe landing back on this final weight-bearing branch when his legs would inevitably give out.

She let out a surprised yelp when she weight forced her front claws to cut through the bark as she fell, but she quickly dug her rear claws back in and pursued her father, stopping on a branch to take deep breaths. She glanced up and saw they probably had another 20 feet or so until they reached the very top, but now there were no branches to hold their weight, only bark.

“Very well,” Stonestar grunted, launching himself up the trunk of the tree before sinking his claws in. He gave Leafwing’s rear a nudge with his head, enough to loosen the grip of her rear claws, and then climbed up past her.

The she-cat noticed the leader's concentrated look and laughed. "Don't think about it too hard, daddy," she teased. Instead of launching herself now, she unsheathed her claws and began stepping up the tree paw-step by paw-step, preventing herself from slipping by holding herself in place with her claws dug deeply into the thick bark. "There are no rules. A little shove here and there is perfectly allowable." She wasn't too sure how safe that'd be, but with tons of tightly packed branches below she was confident a fall would be halted.

Stonestar hesitated at first when Leafwing reminded him of the rules, but when she quickly flung herself to the next branch he continued as well. The Tom realized he was only one branch ahead, and that Leafwing likely weighed less than him and could therefore climb higher. Frowning, the leader tried to strategize how he could win as he sized up the next jump.

She snorted as he gracefully bounded past her, and she shook her head in worry for Stonestar. "It doesn't matter how fast you climb, just how high you can get!"she called after him, though his sense of urgency passed on to her too, and she used her haunches to thrust herself up to his branch, and kept her momentum to dive across to the other side plunge her claws into the bark and hold herself in place.

Stonestar quickly bounded upwards after Leafwing, cutting a corner to gain the edge on her by using his strength to scrabble up the trunk, skipping an entire branch before jumping onto the one ahead of his daughter. He wouldn’t be nearly as fast, so he had to come up with ways to use his strength against her.

Leafwing grinned happily. She'd been spanked many times before, but she couldn't recall ever being the one to try it. She almost laughed at the idea of tying her own father up and doing such things to him, and tying up his most sensitive body parts with sharp vines until he begged her for mercy, but she also knew it'd give her a whole different sense of power.

But first she'd have to win.

She flashed the tom a confident look through narrowed eyes, and then launched herself up. She weighed less than him, so that already gave her a certain advantage. Though she knew she didn't have the same strength.

Stonestar listened carefully, silencing his panting as Leafwing spoke. He glanced up at the further branches with a bit of evident apprehension. I can’t remember if those were sturdy enough to even hold a cat. The leader’s brow furrowed, but as he imagined winning, tying his daughter up, and alternating between spanking and whipping her, The tom shuddered, his claws digging into the branch beneath. “Very well, Leafwing, a contest it is.”

"I don't have many ideas...just one actually." She drew in a breath, explaining this stuff always seemed so crazy to her, though she was almost always happy to engage in the activities.

"What if we did a game, a competition of sorts?" She turned and nodded towards the top of the tree where more branches lay, but much less wide and sturdy that the one they were on. "We continue to climb, both of us at the same time, as high as each of us dare. We keep going until one of us can't go any higher. Whoever is higher, wins." She shifted on her paws awkwardly, unsure how her father would react to the next idea.

She turned and nodded down the branch where several long vines lay, and on some of them thorns stuck at at regular intervals. "Whoever wins gets to choose where they want to have their fun at, like up here on this tree, or someplace else on the territory. And they choose whichever vines they want, with thorns or no thorns, and gets to tie the loser up. Then they get to whip them as long as they please. And tie whatever body parts they want." She glanced at her mate, wondering what he thought of her idea.

Stonestar snickered as Leafwing replied. Finally, the tom reached the last branch, huffing and panting to recover as he gazed out over the wonderful view their vantage point afforded. He turned to his daughter, purring “Shoot some ideas at me, Leafbutt. I’m curious to hear what you have in mind.” While there was no guarantee he’d do what she suggested, he wanted to hear her out anyway.

"You know..." she stepped back to give him room on her branch, though she kept him in sight to watch him climb, the leaves around them rustling lightly from the constant wind that was up this high.

"Do whatever you have in mind, unless you'd like some ideas from me of course, but I might need to be tamed a little..." she broke off, hoping that didn't sound stupid. "Like, I'll need some persuasion here and there, christ daddy, you know what I mean!"

“Of course,” Stonestar panted in reply, smirking as the final branch came into sight as the tree got more and more narrow. He raised a brow as he considered what Leafwing said, mewling “Daring resistance?”

"Anything," she replied back, and she sent him a look through challenging eyes as she reached the final branch and heaved herself over it. "And since we're up here I can't really run away, but some daring resistance might be an option..." she grinned at him, then glanced at her slim belly quickly. "Nothing too stupid though, I have kits now!"

“You’re certainly making me work for it,” huffed the leader, pausing for a quick breather on the next branch. He distinctly remembered having much less trouble with this climb as a young warrior.

“But you say I can decide whatever we do at the top?” The tom Replied, wanting to confirm what she’d said with her. Glancing back at Leafwing made the tom shudder softly with the thoughts of all of the things he was going to do to her as her mate.

"Wellll...." she shook her head in denial, though it was a hesitant, guilty looking denial. "If I wanted to be spotted I'd have suggesting an enemy clan's border, and I doubt cats will look up unless we make too much noise." She bolted up another stretch of the tree to the second-to-last thick branch. "But that isn't why I chose the tree, you old ass. I chose it for a bit of a thrill. Trust kink sort of stuff."

Stonestar froze mid-climb, his claws anchored to the trunk on his way to the next branch at Leafwing’s suggestion. A swirl of ideas crossed his mind, but one in particular stood out to him.

“On top of the tallest tree in the territory?” Cooed the older tom teasingly, leaping into the next branch with a little more urgency now that he had his daughter’s offer to motivate him. “How daring. It’s as if you want to be spotted.” He teased with a purr before hopping to the next branch.

The lithe she-cat snorted and shook your head. "Old tom," she muttered teasingly beneath her breath, and paused only to add, "stubborn too." She shoved herself off and propelled ahead. "Also, I was thinking...once we get to the top, if my mate wanted anything in particular?" She let a suggestive tone enter her voice.

Stonestar nodded. “I know where to go, I have done this before, Remember?” The tom purred softly as he wriggled his haunches to make the next jump. “It was just-“ The Tom’s sentence was interrupted by a grunt as he launched himself up to the next branch- “Some time ago.”

Leafwing purred when she noticed his stubborn refusal to look down, and she plastered herself to the side of the tree and moved sideways towards him to land on the same branch next to him. "I'll climb right next to you just in case," she murmured and flicked his broad shoulder with her tail. "Try to keep going until we reach the last thick branch. You'll recognize it pretty easily."

“Hardly,” Stonestar grunted as he hauled himself up onto the same branch as Leafwing a few heartbeats after she settled there. The Tom didn’t dare look down all the same, however. He’d be fine to do it while he was on a sturdy branch up top, but he didn’t want to take any risks until he reached the top.

Leafwing purred as she watched her mate throw himself confidently at the tree and begin scaling it, and she took a much more gentle running start and scampered up the first part without stopping until she reached the first major branch she could fully rest on. "Are you afraid of heights?" she asked, genuine concern in her voice. She didn't know what she'd do if her father hurt himself on the climb, so she wanted to make sure.