"Dewkit! Come and watch!"

Her brother's voice was heavy and lustful, indicating that there must have been some form of mating going on in the camp. Not wanting to miss any of the action, Dewkit hopped eagerly to her paws and padded over, sitting down beside her brother. Both her brother and Applekit were watching hungrily, their eyes not leaving the scene.

As she predicted, the clearing was alive with yowls of want and desire. Featherpaw and Pebblepaw were there, Featherpaw yowling in pleasure as he pounded into Pebblepaw. The brown tabby she-cat was in a low hunting crouch, her rump in the air as her brother pumped into her hot pink core, juices streaming down her legs. Her paws were spread wide, and there was a clear view of Featherpaw's cock as it rammed into her soft pussy.

"Harder! Oh, fuck me harder, Featherpaw!" Pebblepaw yowled, her voice high. She bucked her hips against Featherpaws, moaning as his entire cock drove into her tight cunt.

The normally calm tom was alight with passion, ramming his dick right into his sister's core, moaning with pleasure as his barbs scratched at his sister's sensitive walls. Pebblepaw gasped and moaned at every thrust, pushing her hips backwards for easier entrance. Juices gushed out of Pebblepaw, and it was obvious that the she-cat was close to climaxing. Noticing this, Featherpaw sped up, plunging his cock deep into Pebblepaw as she bucked up against him, moaning with pleasure. Pebblepaw finally cummed, squirting milky-white liquid everywhere. Featherpaw quickly pulled out, climaxing himself.

Dewkit was suddenly aware of her own core, throbbing and wet and hungry. She rubbed her tail against it, desperate for some sort of relief.

"That was fantastic!" Dustkit congratulated, and Dewkit realised that the apprentices had strayed over, still breathing heavily.

"Thanks!" Pebblepaw purred, flicking the younger kit warmly with her tail. Dewkit greeted her with a purr of her own, her tail still rubbing herself.

Kits in MatingClan didn't have to properly mate until they were apprenticed, but there was definitely nothing stopping them. Dewkit was still a virgin, but she was hoping, for her own throbbing core's sake, that wouldn't remain much longer.

She noticed the other apprentices had gathered too, and she greeted them each with the same warm purr.

"Look at Pantherpaw," Applekit mooned in her ear. Applekit's blue eyes were trained on the muscular grey tom, and Dewkit rolled her eyes.

"Don't get your hopes up. He spends more time hunting and training than mating," she told the pining she-kit. The grey tom was very mysterious to her. He'd sometimes disappears with no trace, leaving so often that some cats had even forgotten his name, referring to him as 'Mystery', but every time he went out, he always came back.

"When's your apprentice ceremony?" Pantherpaw asked them. Applekit almost melted as he turned his blue eyes on her, and Dewkit gave her a sharp nudge. She was aware of the white she-kit's core, wet and glistening, and she rolled her eyes, despite her own soaked core.

"It should be any day now," Dewkit told him. The apprentice gave a nod and turned back to chat to Featherpaw.

"So do you have any toms you like?" Pebblepaw's voice sounded in her ear. Dewkit felt her cheeks redden, then shook her head.

"Not a single one?" Pebblepaw pushed on. Dewkit thought for a moment. Pantherpaw? Nah. He was handsome, just not her type. Featherpaw? No, he was too calm and mature for her. She was about to repeat her first answer when a swift movement caught her eye.

A grey tabby apprentice padded through the entrance of the camp, a rabbit hanging from his jaws. His body was lean and strong, with long legs and swift movements. His head was well-shaped, with very light, pale blue eyes that reminded her of lightning and a stormy grey tabby pelt.

"Who is that?" she whispered. Pebblepaw followed her gaze to the tom.

"Oh, him? Stormpaw. He was made an apprentice not too long ago. You should remember him." Mystified, Dewkit shook her head. Catching onto her dazed look, Pebblepaw smirked.

"Pretty hot, eh?" she teased. Dewkit glared at her and shook her head.

Stormpaw dropped his rabbit and padded over, joining his fellow apprentices.

"Hi," Dewkit greeted him. He gave her a charmingly crooked grin.

"Hello. I'm Stormpaw… and you're Dewkit, correct?" he meowed, his voice questioning. Feeling as if she was going to melt under his pale blue gaze, she forced herself to nod.

"Well, it's great to meet you."

"Come on, guys," Pebblepaw meowed, flicking her friends. "We've got to get to training now. Bye, kits."

As they left, she looked back and tossed Dewkit a wink. Dewkit rolled her eyes.

Thought I'd start with something soft-core! But just you wait. The real fun starts when they become apprentices :3