Hello Feline Friends

Hazelpaw stumbled when Nightstar shoved her into the den, unable to keep herself from landing face first on the ground this time.

Nightstar chucked the leash into the nursery when they reached it, pushing Hazelpaw inside as well.

Graypaw had been moping in a nest with his face buried under his paws, but he quickly jumped to his paws when he saw the deplorable condition his sister was in.

Hazelpaw pinned her ears back and lowered her head, her tail tucked between her legs as the Clan leered at her and the traces of cum left on her fur.

Nightstar snickered, dragging her all the way through the clearing so she could be properly jeered at by the cats in the clan camp.

Hazelpaw was no match for the older and larger tom’s superior strength, and she was unwillingly dragged along.

“Come on,” grunted the tom, taking the leash in his jaws so he could pull with them as well as his forepaw.

Hazelpaw barely managed to keep from falling flat on her face when his harsh tug pulled her off her paws, whining as she tried to keep him from dragging her out.

Nightstar hardly seemed concerned, simply giving the leash a harsh tug to choke Hazelpaw briefly and yank her off of her paws with the strength of a warrior in their prime.

Hazelpaw resisted, digging her claws into the ground. She didn’t want to go out when she still had traces of his cum on her head, and on her paws, too, from when she cleaned herself as best as she could!

Nightstar scoffed. “Stupid girl,” The tom growled quietly, though he tugged on her leash to get her to stand up so she could be taken to the nursery with her brother for the day.

Hazelpaw shook her head despite thinking it was an obvious answer. Like she would be able to sleep next to him after the day before.

Nightstar noticed Hazelpaw’s constant shaking and regarded the She-cat with a frown once he stood up. “You didn’t get any sleep, did you?” The muzzle hadn’t been released, leaving The she-cat powerless to answer verbally.

Hazelpaw was stiff in Nightstar’s grasp, trembling slightly with exhaustion.

When Nightstar awoke, his grip on Hazelpaw relaxed slightly, the tom stretching out with a wide yawn leaving his jaws.

Hazelpaw managed to get most of it off but there was only so much she could do without her tongue. Either way, she didn’t get any sleep that night.

Thankfully, Nightstar was a pretty deep sleeper, and didn’t even budge.

(Mwahahaha!!)

Once she was certain Nightstar was deeply asleep, Hazelpaw started to do her best to clean her head of his cum with only her paws, trying to keep from waking him.

(I think Hazelpaw might have a vision as she sleeps to keep her on track to being a Medicaid cat apprentice. )

Nightstar grumbled softly, his forepaws wrapping around the apprentice’s body as they had for the last moon before the tom went to sleep.

Hazelpaw keened softly inside her head, now not even able to clean her face.

Nightstar smiled, tightening her muzzle again in case she got any wise ideas while he slept. The tom then settled into his nest, giving Hazelpaw a lick between the ears before laying his head down.

Hazelpaw hunched in on herself miserably, pinning her ears back.

Nightstar panted softly, dismounting Hazelpaw only a good while after he’d finished releasing. His ssdd had roped onto her ears, face, and muzzle.

Hazelpaw coughed and spluttered, involuntarily swallowing the cum that went down her throat and feeling ill for both it and the feeling of his warm seed landing on her face.

Without warning, Nightstar let out a pleasured yowl, the first string of his cum shooting straight down her throat before he pulled out to release the rest onto her face.

Hazelpaw felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes and squeezed her eyes shut tight. Shutupshutupshutup-!