CHAPTER 1
StarClan's Gifts

Tawnypaw had chosen to go with her father, to the dark forest of ShadowClan. She just didn't know how dark they really were. In the beginning, she didn't mind so much the lack of light so different from the ThunderClan forests, and even when the cats hiding in the shadows would cast her suspicious glances and whisper malicious words about her ThunderClan blood, never would they speak out against her near her father. Her father was their leader, and he treated Tawnypaw like an angel. Bramblepaw was a fool to stay with Firestar and his Clan of lay-about kittypets.

Tigerstar had other plans for his daughter that she was not aware of. He spoke of them with his deputy, Blackfoot. Tigerstar was well aware that everytime he saw her Blackfoot had to hide his massive erection, poking not-to-shyly out of his sheath. Blackfoot was able to hide it effectively from Tawnypaw and the rest of the Clan, but nothing got past Tigerstar. When first called to his den, Blackfoot had been terrified, but he soon learned that Tigerstar did not really mind. In fact, the idea of Blackfoot mating with his daughter made his own dick slip out for some fresh air.

At first Tigerstar had been uncomfortable with his physical attraction to his daughter, but as time passed, he began to except it readily. If he was to be a despicable cat while betraying his Clan and his code, then screwing his daughter shouldn't be too big a deal. Well, he wasn't quite ready for that yet, but he and Blackfoot had planned a special ceremony for Tawnypaw when she came of age, and received her warrior name.
Finally that night had come. Tigerstar felt a stir of pride for his kin as she stepped forward defiantly, ignoring the glares of those who would deny the she-cat her warrior name. He spoke the traditional words at the top of his makeshift den.

"Let all cats old enough to fight with tooth and claw gather here beneath the bone hill! I call upon my Clan to look down upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand your ways, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Tawnypaw, do you promise to follow the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Tawnypaw's eyes glittered with malice and truth, "I do"

Tigerstar nodded approvingly, his sheath twitching as Tawnypaw's eyes shown happily. "Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Tawnypaw, from this day forth you will be known as Tawnypelt. ShadowClan welcomes you as a full warrior"
The Clan called out there traditional condolences, but in a muted fashion, clearly showing their disapproval of a half-clan warrior. However, this fact was hidden by the cheering that Blackfoot added, the loudest of them all, and Tigerstar nodded to Tawnypelt approvingly. "You must sit silent vigil now"

The newly named shecat's eyes shown with happiness, and in her heart she felt as if she finally belonged. "Thank you father." she dipped her head, and Tigerstar felt heat in his cock, trying to push down the thoughts of his daughter withering under him, he turned to Blackfoot, who gave a slight smile in response. Tigerstar did not miss the pink tip of his deputy's penis poking out.

The Clan was still glad, despite her origins, that they would all be able to sleep tonight without patrols. Tawnypelt alone would guard the camp, so that they could all get some rest. After the last warrior had entered the den, Tigerstar signaled to Blackfoot, and both large cats approached Tawnypelt, who was sitting, vigilant and alert at the entrance to camp. She turned around in surprise when her father and deputy approached her, but dipped her head in greeting and stayed silent. "Tawnypelt," Tigerstar began in quiet voice, "As you are my daughter, we must hold a special part of the ceremony away from camp. You can whisper now"
"A special part of the ceremony"

Tigerstar scuffed his paws, pretending to be uncomfortable as he wove his lie. "Actually Tawnypelt, it's an apprentice ritual from ThunderClan. I wanted to share it with you, since it is from our birth Clan, but I do not wish ShadowClan to know"

Tawnypelt's eyes sparkled as her father released this information. He was breaking the warrior code by hiding this from the Clan, all for her! A stir of homesickness reached her heart as her father spoke of ThunderClan, and she nodded. "Can we go now?"

Blackfoot, who stood beside Tigerstar, purred at her enthusiasm. "Of course. Let's go." All three cats stepped out of the camp, and Blackfoot led the trio away to a small, secluded grove of pines at the edge of the territory that bordered with the rogue lands beyond. As they had travelled, Blackfoot had allowed thoughts of Tawnypelt to enter his head, and now his erection was finally out, it's pink length glinting in the moonlight, slick with precum. In her naivety, Tawnypelt did not notice, but Tigerstar of course did.
He decided to tease his deputy, "You can't come before the ceremony, Blackfoot"
Tawnypelt's ears twitched in confusion, but as she imagined the sacredness and mystery that would surely accompany a ThunderClan ceremony, she did not ask questions, feeling as if all would be revealed in due time. Blackfoot growled, growing impatient as his rod hardened further. "Then get on with it"

Tigerstar gave the tom a warning glance, but then turned to his daughter gently. "The ceremony might hurt at first Tawnypelt, but it will start to feel good"

Tawnypelt nodded in acknowledgment. Pain was part of being a warrior, but she knew of the pleasures that her father spoke of as well. Even though claws and wounds might hurt after a battle, nothing felt better then to serve her Clan, to feel needed, to serve a purpose.

"Okay Blackfoot, it's your turn." Even as Tigerstar spoke, Blackfoot advanced on Tawnypelt. "Do as he says, my daughter." Tigerstar commanded, and Tawnypelt looked at the large white tom expectantly.

"Right." Blackfoot stuttered, shaky in his extreme arousal now that the moment he had waited moons for was here. "Turn around, Tawnypelt, and crouch down like you're hunting a mouse, lift your tail up." Tawnypelt followed all his orders obediently, like a well-behaved apprentice on her first hunting lesson, and even made her paws light as if she was hunting a mouse.

Blackfoot could wait no longer, and as he watched, Tigerstar felt his own erection creep up, getting harder and harder as Blackfoot went into position. Tawnypelt shivered slightly, instinctually nervous with no idea of what Blackfoot was going to do to her from behind.

The huge white tom poked her ass with his long rod, unable to see, he thrusted forcefully until he gently found her hole. Blackfoot liked his shecats tight, so he had been known for going for their tailholes, but he was also fond of the warm, moist caverns of shecats vaginas, and he knew tightness would be no issue with the young virgin Tawnypelt.

Slowly he pushed in, and felt his heart rate increase as Tawnypelt gasped below him. She whimpered slightly as his long, hot rod impaled her tight moist folds, but then she gasped in pleasure as he drew out, and then back in. He began to thrust at a good, steady pace as precum and Tawnypelt's shecat juices paved the way for his large dick.
Tawnypelt withered under him, gasping in pleasure and moaning his name. Tigerstar meanwhile was aching to give his own rock hard rod some treatment as he watched his daughter. She had taken Blackfoot's cock considerably well, and now she was beginning to get the hang of it, thrusting back into his movements as she desperately tried to get more pleasure from his cock. Blackfoot wanting to have Tawnypelt cum before him, but he couldn't hold himself, and with a massive gasp, he came inside the shecat, a small dribble of white cum dripping out of her hole as he pulled out.

Tawnypelt looked disappointed, and she looked at her father in puzzlement. "That wasn't it, was it?" she shocked both toms by saying, "I could feel something more coming"

Tigerstar found that he too could not hold back his lust any longer for his pretty little daughter. "No, that was not it. Blackfoot failed in completing the ceremony, but I will for you"

Tawnypelt looked in excitement at her father, and her eyes went down to his massive cock. Unlike Blackfoot, it was a huge, thick and bumpy piece of meat, and Tawnypelt craved it to be inside her. "Now." she demanded, and her father willingly complied, mounting her quickly and shoving his giant dick inside her in one fluid motion. Tawnypelt whimpered in pure pain as she was impaled by a cock much greater then her small young pussy could handle, but as her father pushed inside her and out again and again, she found herself moaning and enjoying it more and more until finally she spasmed, her legs twitching involuntarily and her eyes rolling back in her head, "Ooooooooh. Daddy. More, more"

Her pet name only made Tigerstar go faster and faster into his daughter, and as she organsmed a second time, he too came, his giant balls contracting and filling her up with a load of his juices, which shot out of her hole and onto the ground below, covering her fur with white goop. Tawnypelt rolled over as Blackfoot and her father watched, and spread her legs wide, semi-transparent liquid squirting from her cunt as she moaned in the aftermath of their passion.

She withered on the pine needle covered ground, begging the two toms for more. Blackfoot and Tigerstar looked at eachother for a second, unable to scent another cat nearby through the fresh scent of cum and sex. A dark ginger pelt stepped out from the shadows, and the shecats pale yellow eyes gleamed with the keen interest of a cunning mind. Tigerstar and Blackfoot's heads snapped towards her, and both looked wary of the smart shecat, who sauntered up to both toms with the confidence that only a ShadowClan shecat possessed. "What will you do now?" Russetfur asked in a cool voice, as if both cats had been aware that she had been watching their activities. "Russetfur," hissed Blackfoot, "What are you doing here"

The sly shecat smiled and replied tartly, "I'm not doing anything, yet. But I did watch." her eyes sparkled with arousal and she licked her lips teasingly. "And so did the Clan." From around the shadows, the dark pelts of ShadowClan's cats rippled as if parting from the trees, their unforgiving eyes gleaming in interest. "From the smallest kit to the oldest elder, everycat has come"

Tigerstar's eyes gave away his uneasiness. "What is this, Russetfur"

The shecat's eyes gleamed in the darkness, and she let out a chuckling hiss. "Do not worry, Tigerstar, your position is not jeopardized. You are not the first to fall in love with the body of your own kin. But you must know the real reason that ShadowClan is interested in this particular situation," The ThunderClan tom stared at her in puzzlement, but a gleam of recognition entered Blackfoot's eyes. "The legend of StarClan's gifts!" he exclaimed, but it brought no enlightenment to Tigerstar.

"Perhaps they do not tell this tale in ThunderClan," Russetfur spoke to Tigerstar evenly. "But it is a legend passed down, as old as the Clans themselves. The legend of StarClans gifts"

Tigerstar's eyes narrowed, "Well then, get on with it." he snorted impatiently, and Russetfur's eyes widened in mock surprise. Narrowing again, she continued.

"When the four Clans formed, StarClan told the four leaders to find cats like them, to create the four Clans. But even so the four leaders complained that even with these new recruits, the Clan could not claim one trait as their own. So StarClan bore them gifts. River received the promise that shecats born in his Clan would carry with them luscious milk to feed their kits. Wind was told that cats in her Clan would hold the gift of endless endurance, as to enjoy the magic of mating. Tomkits borne to Shadow would carry inside them giant, thick rods to impale and fill their own mates. These gifts were great, but River, Shadow and Wind were not favored by StarClan. Thunder was the favorite of StarClan," Russetfur's voice grew to a hiss as she spoke, her voice dripping with contempt as Thunder was mentioned. "So his shecats were given tight, warm pussies, filled with succulent juices and huge juicy clits"

A few cats yowled in agreement at how unfair StarClan's verdict was, as Russetfur finished her story, her eyes drawing level with Tigerstar. "So as you can see, Tigerstar, ShadowClan has not had access to a ThunderClan shecat for a many, many moons. Our Clan proposes to use your little daughter for our fucktoy. And it would appear as if she has no objections"

Tigerstar's ears twitched uncomfortably as Russetfur motioned towards his daughter with her tail. Oblivious to the Clan watching, Tawnypelt was laying on the dirt floor of the forest, panting with her eyes closed, legs still splayed and showing off her juicy cunt.

Blackfoot's erection was back, and he was staring at Russetfur greedily, as if he agreed with her words completely. The rest of ShadowClan was also stepping forward slightly, a lust for Tawnypelt is their eyes. Tigerstar knew he had no choice, and he grinned slyly at Russetfur as if he was in total control.

"You are right, Russetfur. I had not heard such a story before. But I can attest that it is true," he spoke to ShadowClan erotically, his voice raised, "My daughter has a very juicy and tight cunt." He saw Cedarpaw, a young male apprentice, step forwardly eagerly, as if he could hardly contain himself. "And it would be selfish of me to keep this gift to myself, as a leader this just won't do. Russetfur, I'm willing to leave the organization of the Clans enjoyment to you"

Russetfur bared her teeth, her eyes sparkling with malice and triumph, as if she was finally being able to enact Shadow's revenge on ThunderClan shecats. "From the smallest kit to the oldest elder, every tom in ShadowClan will fuck ThunderClan pussy tonight!" she promised the Clan, and even the shecat's eyes gleamed with interest and excitement. Russetfur's eyes glittered intently, eyeing her leader maliciously as he was distracted by his daughter once again. Soon he would no longer be leader, as she had arranged, and Blackfoot would succeed him. She had taken care of that as well -- she had Blackfoot wrapped around her front paw, and the promise of Tawnypelt would keep him that way. As he became leader, she would become the powerful deputy. And then it would time to change the legend of StarClan's gifts. It would be time to take her revenge.