Post by Twilight on Jun 28, 2010 11:34:55 GMT -5
[This is a random FireClan tom, don't worry, Poppy kills him.]
Poppyclaw was drinking from a small stream of water that had appreared next to the Twoleg path, her muscles relaxed and her senses dulled slightly. Her age was finally catching up with her, and she should have well been retired to the Elder's Den a long time ago, but her pride wouldn't let her.
A few foxlengths upwind of the old queen, a white FireClan tom was stalking through the underbrush. He had half a mind to rape the old broad before he killed her, a leats he would get laid for once in his life before he killed her, there was a little satisfaction in that. He had yet to be sent on any missions to the other teritories, so he's had to release his testosterone by hunching moss. Damn him being a tom sometimes. [I've actually seen a few cats do that, so why not]
Poppyclaw was unaware of his presence, and she picked her head up, about to head back to camp when a white blurry form pounced on her, pinning her down. It happened so fast she really didn't have time to react. She was so old, she wa slosing a good amont of her senses and her strength. She wasn't the same warrior she used to be back in the day when Crowstar had chosen hr as a mate.
The FireClan tom, known as Snowball, kept her pinned by his strong muscles as he mounted her, starting the process of raping her.As he raped her, he let out a pleasured, frenzied laughter as Poppyclaw wailed pitifully as she tried to fight back, but couldn't.
He ravaged her hard for a good three or four times, her pleading ringing like bell chimes in his ears. He loved the sound of it. Finally, after a fifth time, and after an hour and a half, he released her. He was a little tired from the processes, but he knew Poppyclaw had to be in a good bit of pain.She turned swiftly to face him, and he soon knew he had gotten into more than he could chew. She may have been old, but she was a ShadowClan queen, formerly a mate of a deceased ShadowClan leader. Even in old age and slightly ill-health she was a good match for Snowball.
Poppyclaw surged forward, meetying Snowball practially head on. They clawed around, hissing, spitting, and flaying fur for a good thirty minutes. Finally, with a bite to the back of his neck, she held him down with all of her strength. She eventually kille dhim, bt she in turn choked herself to death on his fur trying to get revenge for his actions against her...
[enter someone to find the bodies and tryto figure out wht happened]
Poppyclaw was drinking from a small stream of water that had appreared next to the Twoleg path, her muscles relaxed and her senses dulled slightly. Her age was finally catching up with her, and she should have well been retired to the Elder's Den a long time ago, but her pride wouldn't let her.
A few foxlengths upwind of the old queen, a white FireClan tom was stalking through the underbrush. He had half a mind to rape the old broad before he killed her, a leats he would get laid for once in his life before he killed her, there was a little satisfaction in that. He had yet to be sent on any missions to the other teritories, so he's had to release his testosterone by hunching moss. Damn him being a tom sometimes. [I've actually seen a few cats do that, so why not]
Poppyclaw was unaware of his presence, and she picked her head up, about to head back to camp when a white blurry form pounced on her, pinning her down. It happened so fast she really didn't have time to react. She was so old, she wa slosing a good amont of her senses and her strength. She wasn't the same warrior she used to be back in the day when Crowstar had chosen hr as a mate.
The FireClan tom, known as Snowball, kept her pinned by his strong muscles as he mounted her, starting the process of raping her.As he raped her, he let out a pleasured, frenzied laughter as Poppyclaw wailed pitifully as she tried to fight back, but couldn't.
He ravaged her hard for a good three or four times, her pleading ringing like bell chimes in his ears. He loved the sound of it. Finally, after a fifth time, and after an hour and a half, he released her. He was a little tired from the processes, but he knew Poppyclaw had to be in a good bit of pain.She turned swiftly to face him, and he soon knew he had gotten into more than he could chew. She may have been old, but she was a ShadowClan queen, formerly a mate of a deceased ShadowClan leader. Even in old age and slightly ill-health she was a good match for Snowball.
Poppyclaw surged forward, meetying Snowball practially head on. They clawed around, hissing, spitting, and flaying fur for a good thirty minutes. Finally, with a bite to the back of his neck, she held him down with all of her strength. She eventually kille dhim, bt she in turn choked herself to death on his fur trying to get revenge for his actions against her...
[enter someone to find the bodies and tryto figure out wht happened]
