RATED M! Watch out! Includes killing...
Spottedheart stretched in the Mother Den. Raintail, Tearpelt and Silverfeather hadn't spoken since Meal-Time. Silverfeathers kits mewled next to her, newly born.
Its been three moons since Tremblespots and Spottedheart were put together.
"Spottedtremble?" A silent voice called out. She lifted her head as her new name was called. "Don't wear it out." She muttered and stood up.
The door was shifted and Tremblespots peeked in. Spottedheart sighed and she was lead out. Pricklestar was waiting for them. One warrior stood next to her, his gaze proud.
"It's time for your kits to become apprentices." Pricklestar announced. "Its a very quick ceremony and only the parents attend and other cats choosen."
Spottedheart shifted her weight. The gaze that the warrior gave her was freaking her out. His eyes were hungry, ready to attack something. Pricklestar called some names and three warriors came, carring her kits. Corekit squeaked as her warrior jumped from the Kit-Den. Bloodkit and Cockkit were placed next to her.
Pricklestar nodded and cleared her throat. "From now on, Corekit, Bloodkit and Cockkit will be known as Corepaw, Bloodpaw and Cockpaw. Corepaw is lucky. Fallenfoot's mate died from a fox attack before Spottedtremble arrived. Kits with no mother is banned. The kits will be killed now while Fallenfoot will receive Corepaw as his mate. Fallenfoot doesn't want any other she-cat from the I'm Free Den. Corepaw will be known as Corefeather. Bring the kits." She tilted her head.
Tremblespots bent his head down, unable to see the kits. Waterpelt was his sister, he will be torn to see her kits be killed now. Spottedheart stared at Corefeather. Her blue eyes stared up at her mother. They were frightened blue crystals. Next to her sat Fallenfoot, while Bloodpaw and Cockpaw were near him.
Waterpelt's kits were dragged down from the Kit-Den. They were dropped at Fallenfoot's feet. He stared at them with disgust in his eyes. He bent down to them and whispered something. The four kits stared up at him with scared eyes. One cringed away from him.
Bloodpaw stared at a ginger she-cat. Spottedheart noticed his eyes contained the same hunger as Fallenfoot had. The small kit stared back up at him.
Pricklestar stared at the kits. "Bloodpaw, Cockpaw, want any of these scums?" Cockpaw looked disgusted. "I'll rather have a decent mate than this." Bloodpaw's mouth dropped as Cockpaw spoke.
"Bloodpaw?" Pricklestar asked. "I'll have that ginger one." The ginger kit looked up at him and smiled. Pricklestar nodded. "Bloodclaw will be mate to Hopepelt."
The other three kits were thrown at Fallenfoot. Hopepelt cringed next to Bloodclaw. Corefeather closed her eyes tightly as Fallenfoots right paw bared down on a gray tom. It yelled as its father slammed his foot down on his stomach. Spottedheart closed her eyes.
Fallenfoots POV
I wanted to show this kits how much pain they caused. My heart had skipped a angry beep as my mates brother took over Hopekit.
Still, I had three remaining kits to kill. As Pricklestars second deputy, I wanted to prove to her that I was able to kill my own kits.
I lifted my paw and crashed it down on a gray toms stomach. Stormkit. Stormkit gasped and something cracked. I nodded to myself with pleasure. I rolled him over and stared at his small cock. It showed up at me. I grabbed my claw and ripped it off. A long trail of blood showered up at me. Stormkit howled in pain.
No one came out, not even at Stormkits last noise ever. They knew what was happening. I drew a long trail over his throat and he collapsed.
The remained two kits cowered in fear. Grasskit and Frailkit. Both she-cat. I grabbed them at the same time and shot my paws up inside them. They howled in harmony.
I purred. The cats around me stood in shock, except for Cockpaw and Pricklestar. She nodded in approval while Cockpaw stared with intrest.
I clawed inside them, blood dripping down my paws. I grabbed Grasskit head into my mouth and bit down. A gurgled noise came from inside me and blood flooded my mouth.
I followed the ritual for killing motherless/fatherless kits. For a tom, you have to rip their cock off. For females, you have to hurt them in some way involving their insides.
I throw Grasskit aside and graze Frailkits flesh. She gasps and lands heavily down my paw. I shake them off. I spit out a chunk of blood and fur from my mouth.
"Now may WindClan be free from motherless kits." Pricklestar meowed.