Dawn of FreeClan : Chapter 1

heyyyy bitches. im here with my first story. its rated m bcuz it centers around lemons but i have a plotline. sorry there's no lems in the chapter. and srry that it's probably written bad. its my first draft. i think it's ok. more exciting things next chapter!

Daisytail and Heronfeather by my side, I trudge back to camp, my mouse still warm in my sack. It is so tempting to just eat it here in the forest. But no, I can't. I am a CreekClan warrior. We don't do that.

I sneak a glance at Heronfeather walking beside me. His dark brown hair is spikey and unkempt. The usual. His ears are barely visible under his mass of hair as he walks. I have had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. You see, everyone thinks I'm that innocent girl that every Clan has. But, I'm not. Every night, I dream of Heronfeather asking to be my mate. I say yes and he takes off his shorts, revealing a massive cock. We have sex for the whole dream and I love every second of it. I am still daydreaming about it when my shoulder is tapped. I give a little jolt.

I hear Heronfeather's light chuckle. "Sorry. Can I talk to you after we put our prey on the pile?"

I smile, flicking my tail excitedly. "Yeah. Where?"

"How about the Rapids?"

"Sure," I say. I then remember that Daisytail is with us.

I look over at her. She's in her cat form, sniffing around for prey. Better not to bother her. She suddenly pounces and returns with a shrew. Yum.

She shifts back and grins. "Your favourite is shrew, right Briarsong?"

I nod, licking my lips. "And lamb," I add, "when we get it from Mundanes."

Her and Heronfeather laugh. "Everyone does except ole Blacktail," says Heronfeather.

I snort. "He's always grumpy as AshClan."

Daisytail glances up ahead. "I see the tunnel. Blacktail's hearing is still good as new. Let's go. Race you!"

She tears off, turning feline mid-stride. I go too, shifting to my tabby counterpart. I sense Heronfeather on my heels and speed up, winding through the dirt tunnel leading to camp. I see Daisytail's bright fur up ahead and push myself to go harder. She flips her head back and flicks an ear. I see her urging herself to speed up as well. I pass her and burst into camp, skidding to a stop as Daisytail and Heronfeather slide into camp too.

"Nice...game..." Heronfeather pants. "You...are...fast."

I grin. "Thanks. Let's change back and put our prey in storage then go to the rapids. 'Kay, Heronfeather?"

He nods. All three of us shift back and head to

storage, where my brother Redwhisker is preparing the supper portions. "Here," I say, "We got some more prey."

He looks over our catches as we lay them down. "Nice," he says.

We leave and Daisytail prances away to Rippleheart and Thistletuft. "Well," says Heronfeather, "shall we go?"

I am confused. Go where? Then I remember. I flick my tail. "Yeah," I say, hoping I don't sound overly excited.

We leave camp and reach the Rapids without any interruptions. Heronfeather beckons me to a little hill. I scamper up and stand beside him, watching the mesmerizing flow of the waves. Heronfeather puts his hands on my shoulders and turns me towards him.

"I said meet here," he said, having to raise his voice above the crashing waves, "but I want to show another place. One only I and few others know about."

He leads me away from the Rapids, where we can still hear them, but we don't have to raise our voices. I'm feeling giddy. I don't know what he wants to do, but I'm hoping against hope that he'll ask to be my mate. Heronfeather stops in front of a holly bush. He shifts and hooks his tail. Follow me. I quickly transform as well, and, with a bit of hesitation, follow him in a hole in the bush.

I gasp.

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~Kat