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We see a very different perspective of the wonderful, confident mater apprentice Sweetpaw. Enjoy!
When Sweetpaw woke up the next morning, she knew that she wasn't looking forward to her training with Aspenfall. She turned around to lick her core, and found out that it was still swollen and puffy from Thornpaw and Aspenfall. I can't believe my own brother would do that to me! Thornpaw had shown the true meaning of no mercy last night when he raped her in front of all her Clanmates. She was worried that he might come in the middle of the night and rape her again, and had spent most of the night worrying and watching.
Sweetpaw padded outside to find Lionpaw and Whisperingpaw chatting together. "Hi," she meowed cheerfully, stuffing her sadness deep inside her to the deepest parts of her mind.
"Oh, hi, Sweetpaw!" Whisperingpaw purred. "We're group training today!"
"Fox and Stone are going to take us around the territory and teach us basic hunting, fighting, and patrolling," Lionpaw said.
"That's great!" Sweetpaw mewed, grinning. Anything's better than Aspenfall up my core. "The whole day, right?"
Whisperingpaw nodded. "Not really, but Blackthorn and Blossomfur told us that we can have the day off after this. You have to ask Aspenfall." Her eyes blinked sadly, as if she already knew what Sweetpaw's harsh mentor would answer. Suddenly, her eyes widened as she saw Thornpaw walk over to the littermates from his den. "H…hi, Thornpaw." Lionpaw dipped his head.
Sweetpaw's eyes widened as she looked at the cool, calm tom, her brother, that had hurt her. Her eyes immediately trained themselves on her clean white paws.
"Hello, Whisperingpaw, Lionpaw," Thornpaw purred. Sweetpaw made no comment. Suddenly, Thornpaw lunged for his sister, pinning her to the ground.
"Get off me, you sick, cruel, evil cat!" Sweetpaw shrieked, unsheathing her claws and swiping blindly at Thornpaw's muzzle.
Thornpaw dug his claws deep into her arms and she screamed. "You acknowledge my presence, sister," he growled. "Or do you need another lesson? My member would be happy to teach you one."
"N…no," Sweetpaw whimpered. "Please, get off me!"
Thornpaw snarled softly before releasing Sweetpaw. She scampered away, shivering with fright. How could he do this to me?
Fox and Stone padded out from the defenders' den. Fox's eyes raked coolly over the apprentices. "We will take you on a tour of the territory. She-cats with Stone, toms with me," he growled. Thornpaw and Lionpaw padded behind Fox as the tom led them into the forest.
Whisperingpaw padded to Stone's side. The gray tom looked around. "I heard two apprentices were to come with me today," he said.
"Yes, my sister. Sweetpaw, come out! Thornpaw is gone now," Whisperingpaw called.
Sweetpaw's eyes darted around before she ran to Stone's side. "I…I'm here…" she murmured.
"Good." Stone's eyes raked over her body, and Sweetpaw whimpered. She didn't need another tom after Thornpaw and Aspenfall. Stone rolled his eyes. "Great StarClan, I'm not going to mate with you. I only mate with other toms."
"What's StarClan?" Whisperingpaw asked as he led them into the forest.
"StarClan is like the other clans' version of MateClan," Stone explained. "I don't believe in MateClan, but I believe in StarClan."
"There is more than one heaven that fills the sky?" Sweetpaw gasped, intrigued.
"LustClan cats are so shallow," Stone murmured. "They believe that they are all that matter. They believe that mating is the insight to life."
"But it is!" Whisperingpaw objected.
Stone shook his head. "No, it's not. This is the Training Hollow, where the defenders will take a couple of maters every moon to brush up on hunting and fighting skills, just in case something happens. In the other clans, apprentices are required to learn hunting, fighting, and patrolling skills fully. You apprentices will only get the basics. I will now show you the basic forepaw slash." He reared up on his hind legs and swiped at the air, claws unsheathed. "Now you try it."
Sweetpaw stood up and swiped at the air, the wind rushing between her claws. "This…this makes me feel powerful," she admitted.
Whisperingpaw was rolling and swiping already. "Oh, this is fun!"
"It's not meant to be fun," Stone said gravely. "It's meant for self-defense. It seems like both of you have got the hang of it. Now I will show you the leap-and-hold. Whisperingpaw, assist me. Get into a crouch with your tail down."
Whisperingpaw crouched awkwardly. Stone faced her, teeth bared in a snarl, before leaping forward. Whisperingpaw scrambled to get away as the heavy tom landed on her back. "Here, you can inflict damage to your opponent and they can't stop you," Stone explained, rolling off Whisperingpaw. "You two can try it on each other."
"I want to jump first!" Sweetpaw mewed. Whisperingpaw nodded in agreement and Sweetpaw copied Stone's crouch before leaping forward and landing on Whisperingpaw, pummeling her sides with sheathed paws. "Now, it's your turn!"
Whisperingpaw did the move, but landed clumsily on the ground as Sweetpaw side-stepped her attack. "Slow slug!" Sweetpaw teased.
"You need to be very quick for this move," Stone suggested. "Try again, Whisperingpaw, but catch her unaware and move fast."
Whisperingpaw crouched, her eyes flicking from side to side. "Look, I see Cherrystar watching us!" she suddenly meowed. "Up there!"
Sweetpaw looked up, searching for her mother's recognizable pelt, when Whisperingpaw leaped and landed on Sweetpaw. "I did it!" the gray she-cat cheered.
"Very good," Stone praised. "Now come on. We have a lot more territory to cover."
By sunhigh, Sweetpaw and Whisperingpaw had learned basic attack and defense moves, the hunting crouch, how to climb trees, and had seen most of the territory. "Well done," Stone said. "Go back to camp. I'm going to pick up a mouse or two."
Sweetpaw purred exhaustedly. "That was fun," she breathed, padding back to camp.
Whisperingpaw followed. "Go ask Aspenfall if you can have the rest of the day off," she coaxed gently.
"What's the point? I already know he's not going to agree," Sweetpaw grumbled.
"There's no harm in trying," Whisperingpaw mewed. "You have no chance if you don't ask him, but you have a chance if you do ask him."
"Fine." Sweetpaw got up and padded to Aspenfall's den. "Aspenfall?"
"You're back?" The dark ginger tom got up from his nest, amber-yellow eyes glaring at her. "Good. I'm ready to train–"
"Aspenfall, could I please have the day off?" Sweetpaw begged. "All my littermates are getting the day off today, and I want to be with them…" All of them, except for Thornpaw.
"No," Aspenfall growled. "Come with me." He shoved past Sweetpaw, heading for the entrance. Sweetpaw sighed and wearily padded after him.
"Did he say yes?" Whisperingpaw asked eagerly, until she saw Sweetpaw's dejected expression. "Aw…Sweetpaw, it's okay. You can tell me about him tonight."
Sweetpaw blinked gratefully and bounded after Aspenfall, who stopped in a small clearing next to camp. "Mating crouch, now," he snarled. Sweetpaw trembled and raised her tail. "Oh, good. Your core is still puffy and swollen. This will make your punishment even more painful."
"What punishment?" Sweetpaw whimpered as he mounted her.
Aspenfall slammed downwards, and Sweetpaw emitted a scream. "You were a bad she-cat last night," he growled, thrusting fast. "You disobeyed your brother and me many, many times."
Sweetpaw yowled in pain as barbs scraped her walls. "No! Stop, please! Stop!"
To her surprise, Aspenfall stopped. Sweetpaw gasped in relief. My core feels like it's on fire! "We have a surprise guest to teach you a lesson," Aspenfall purred as Thistlefur stepped into the clearing, shaking ferns off his pelt. "Welcome, Thistlefur."
"You were always a sexy little thing, Sweetpaw," Thistlefur purred, tracing her core with one claw. "Too bad you're reluctant…I'll teach you how to take a harsh fucking. Get off her, Aspenfall." Aspenfall got off and Sweetpaw's father mounted her. He thrust in, and Sweetpaw yowled. "Call me 'Daddy', kit."
"D…daddy…" Sweetpaw whimpered as her father slammed his core deep within her.
"How do you like my member, Sweetkit?" Thistlefur growled. "It had your mother, our very own clan leader, begging for more. You like it too, don't you?"
"No, I don't!" Sweetpaw's cries were cut off as Aspenfall shoved his member down her throat. "Geh ow uh meh!"
"I don't think so, sweetheart," Aspenfall groaned as her tiny mouth sucked his member. "You may be unwilling, but your mouth certainly is wet and warm for me."
Sweetpaw gagged as he thrust into her mouth. She coughed up mucus, making his member slimy. On top of that, her father was fucking her to the brink of exhaustion and defeat. Oh, make it stop, please! Sweetpaw licked, kissed and caressed Aspenfall's member, running her lips over it and tonguing the tom's balls.
Suddenly, Aspenfall fell to the side and out of Sweetpaw's mouth, watching as the apprentice's father drove a whimpering, now sobbing Sweetpaw into the ground over and over. He fucked Sweetpaw for several more minutes, the she-cat unable to even cry out any more as Thistlefur slammed into her. Her body felt as if it were on fire, and his ache spread as she jerked helplessly. Thistlefur rolled his pelvis in a wide circle and Sweetpaw's mouth opened in a silent scream. She had never been mated so viciously in his life, not even by Thornpaw.
Thistlefur suddenly groaned. "I'm coming, kit!" He pulled out with a gasp and started to paw his member, shooting his seed onto Sweetpaw's ginger pelt. Sweetpaw could only lie there as cum covered her pelt. "Ahh, good kitty." He hit her core lightly with his member, and Sweetpaw gasped with the pain. "Have you learned your lesson?"
Sweetpaw nodded weakly. "I have."
"No, you haven't, kit," Thistlefur snarled. "I told you to call me 'Daddy'. Let's try again. Have you learned your lesson?" He took one of his claws and rested it casually on her core.
Sweetpaw shivered. "I learned my lesson, Daddy."
"Good kit," Thistlefur sneered. "Good kit." He traced a claw down her spine.
"Are you done yet, Thistlefur?" Aspenfall growled. "I have an appointment with that sexy Stormy at sunset. I'm sure she wouldn't mind if I brought you along."
"I'm done," Thistlefur answered. He bent down next to Sweetpaw's ear. "If I hear that you're giving Aspenfall any more trouble, I'll punish you harsher than before," he growled softly, before standing up and padding after Thistlefur.
Sweetpaw lay there for what seemed like days until she was discovered by Whisperingpaw. "Oh, Sweetpaw…" The gray apprentice quickly rushed to her sister's side, rasping her tongue gently across Sweetpaw's pelt to clean it. Her emerald eyes shone with worry. "Did Aspenfall do this to you?"
Sweetpaw nodded, eyes closed. "And Thistlefur did too," she croaked softly. "He made me call him 'Daddy' and…" She shuddered in disgust.
"Father?" Whisperingpaw murmured, moving to Sweetpaw's core. "Father did this to you, with Thistlefur?"
"Of course he did." It was an insolent mew. Thornpaw stood next to his sisters, glaring down at Sweetpaw. "You deserved it, sister."
But Sweetpaw wasn't listening. She had scrambled into the corner of the clearing the second she had heard Thornpaw. "Don't hurt me," she whimpered.
"Oh, I'm not going to hurt you," Thornpaw purred evilly. "Get the fuck away from her, Whisperingpaw."
Whisperingpaw shook her head. "I won't let you hurt her," she murmured bravely.
"I said I wasn't going to hurt her, and I'm a tom of my word," Thornpaw growled. "I told you to get the fuck away from her. Do you want me to hurt you?"
Whisperingpaw cast a desperate glance at Sweetpaw before bounding behind her brother. Thornpaw advanced on Sweetpaw, whose eyes widened as she tried to make herself smaller. Don't hurt me, please! "You are so fucking stupid," Thornpaw muttered, shaking his head. "I'm not going to hurt you. Get up!"
Sweetpaw rose to her paws so quickly that she could've been standing the whole time. "What do you want?" she asked, glaring defiantly. "Father and Aspenfall have taken everything away from me. My dignity, my pride, my confidence…there's nothing left."
"You think you're done now?" Thornpaw let out a raspy chuckle. "This is only the beginning, sister. It's your second day of training and you're weak and defeated. This shows the type of cat you are. You never had dignity, pride, or confidence. Look at you." He spat the last words.
Sweetpaw had never felt so sad and defeated. "Go away," she whispered, turning her head away. "I…" Suddenly, her rage and anger from the past two days bubbled at her mind. "You were never my brother!" she yowled at Thornpaw. "My brother would never hurt me like this! A brother supports their littermates through everything!"
"You don't sound like a LustClan cat," Thornpaw sneered. "You sound like a 'StarClan' prude. What was that kit that left a moon before we were apprenticed? Holykit or something?"
"It was Hollykit." Whisperingpaw's mew was quiet, but the quiet held so much anger. "You're being a monster, Thornpaw. This is not who you truly are."
"Don't give me that crap and expect me to believe it," Thornpaw snapped, swinging his head around, amber eyes glaring at Whisperingpaw.
"It's not crap!" Whisperingpaw growled.
"It isn't," Sweetpaw agreed, fur bristling. "Do you know how much you've made me hurt the past day? Do you truly know how much you've hurt all of us?" Without waiting for an answer, she lunged forward.
Forepaw slash. Stone's words rang in her ear as she reared up on her hind legs and slashed downwards, catching Thornpaw's muzzle. Scarlet droplets of blood welled up as he fell back, surprised. Sweetpaw landed on all four paws, panting. Leap and hold. She leapt forward, but Thornpaw was ready and twisted to swipe at her belly. He narrowly missed and lost his balance. Sweetpaw landed on his back and started to angrily bite and scratch any area she could reach. "Is this enough to show my pain?" she growled through a mouthful of fur.
"Stop, Sweetpaw!" Whisperingpaw cried, but Sweetpaw kept on going. Thornpaw suddenly twisted and caught Sweetpaw's belly with unsheathed claws, exposing his own belly. Sweetpaw ignored the pulsing, raging pain and clamped her jaws down hard. Thornpaw yowled as blood spurted from his belly.
Sweetpaw stepped back, blood bathing her jaws and paws. "Had enough?" she spat.
Thornpaw snarled. "Never." He lunged for her, but Sweetpaw dodged, paws slipping on the blood-soaked floor. My paws slipped right there… "You look like you're about to fall on your own paws," Thornpaw taunted.
"Come and kill me then," Sweetpaw hissed. Thornpaw jumped, claws outstretched, but Sweetpaw suddenly shot upwards and knocked him out of the air onto the slippery blood. Thornpaw lay in his own blood, Sweetpaw landing neatly next to him, panting heavily. "Had enough?" she repeated.
"What are you doing?!" A shriek from a she-cat brought Sweetpaw to her senses. Cherrystar, Robinsong, and Whisperingpaw were standing in the small clearing. Cherrystar was at the lead, her mouth wide with shock. "What…" the leader stammered. "What have you done, Sweetpaw?"
"I was tired of feeling weak under Thornpaw," Sweetpaw declared. "He had raped me badly yesterday in the clearing, as you know. I spent most of the night awake and scared, wondering if he would come for me again. Today, Thistlefur and Aspenfall 'punished me' and my own father, your mate, left me alone in this same clearing covered in blood and cum. Whisperingpaw found me, and was cleaning me up, helping me, when Thornpaw came along. I was so damn scared…I had never felt that scared in my whole life. He…he told Whisperingpaw to get away from me or he would hurt her. Then, he came to me and taunted and made me feel like I was nothing more than fox shit. I was angry, so unbelievably angry, so I attacked him."
Silence filled the small clearing. Cherrystar stared at her daughter. "This is unacceptable, Sweetpaw."
Sweetpaw bowed her head. "Forgive me, Cherrystar."
"But it is also unacceptable for Thornpaw to do that to you," Cherrystar continued. "She-cats have more power in the clan than toms. He needs to be reminded of that fact. He may be the next leader, but not for a while. Sweetpaw, you will receive defender duties for a moon. You must balance those duties with your training. Every day, I expect a defender to report to my den and say that you have fulfilled your duties for that day." She looked at Thornpaw, who lay still in the blood. "Get up, Thornpaw. Stop trying to act weak. You're the next leader. Act like it."
Thornpaw glared at Sweetpaw before getting to his paws. "This is all your fault," he growled.
"Thornpaw," Cherrystar meowed. "You will receive defender duties for two moons–"
"Two moons?" Thornpaw spluttered. "You can't make me do that!"
"I'm your leader, and you'll do whatever I say," Cherrystar responded calmly. "You will receive defender duties for two moons. And don't forget, Thornpaw, that she-cats have more power in this clan than toms."
Thornpaw let out a low growl as Robinsong and Cherrystar padded away, leaving only the four littermates behind. "You won't hear the end of this," he snarled, limping towards camp.
"I don't care what Mother says. I'm going to be your leader soon enough, and you'll have to obey me!"
Whisperingpaw raced towards Sweetpaw, licking away all the blood. "You're okay," she gasped.
"I used some of those moves that Stone taught us." Sweetpaw purred in delight. "Thank MateClan he taught us those moves today."
Suddenly, a low hissing noise sounded from behind the trees. "What's that?" Whisperingpaw asked quietly and fearfully.
"I…I don't know…" Sweetpaw stammered as the hissing noises grew louder. She stared at the bushes. Gold eyes stared back at her as this hissing noises grew louder and louder…
To be continued. I'm evil, I know. Who doesn't hate cliffies? But if I continued, I would've kept on going and going…I had to end it somewhere! Anyways, who would've known that our Sweetpaw would be depressed after her second day of training?
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