So far, it had just been a regular green-leaf day in ThunderClan. Patrols were out, the fresh-kill pile was plentiful, and kits were causing trouble wherever they could. This was pleasing to Doetail, who lounged in the sun on her back. Pleasing warmth spread over her underside, and she purred.

But there was another sensation affecting her; this one being between her hind-legs. Her intimate parts tingled with want, causing her to squirm a bit. She bit her tongue, trying to ignore the feeling of need. Green-leaf also happened to be the heat-season for all she-cat in the Clans; the time when they were the most fertile.

A breeze entered the camp, causing her to shudder as the cool air licked her core. Doetail decided that it might be best to sit up, and did so. She held back a groan as her lower parts rubbed the ground for a heart-beat. Suddenly having an idea, she glanced around to see if any cat was near. Though she could hear some chatter from her clanmates, she saw no one in the area.

Hesitantly, she rubbed against the ground again. The grass touched her pussy in different areas, some even slipping inside. She moaned, closing her eyes and she pressed down harder and rocked her hips. This, of course, meant that she didn't hear or smell an approaching cat.

"Doetail..?"

Startled, Doetail ceased her motions and whirled around to see a ginger-and-white tom. His amber eyes shone with worry, which quickly changed when he realized what she'd been doing. His ears turned red.

Gingerfall.

"S-Sorry for disturbing you! I thought that you were hurt by the way you sounded… I'll just go," he mewed, avoiding eye-contact and turning to pad away.

Doetail reacted quickly, "Wait!"

Tense, Gingerfall stopped in mid-step, and glanced back at her. Doetail spotted a promising glint in his eyes: arousal.

"I could use some help, if you're willing," she purred, now set on seducing the tom.

"…Are you sure that isn't just the heat talking?" Gingerfall replied. Though the tom was known to be cheeky and not-too-serious, mating was always a big deal for him, which Doetail had realized when Petalwind tried to do so with him last season. She had to convince him that she was fully consenting.

She padded towards him, causing the tom to step back once. Her fur brushed against his as she rubbed her body with his; and her tail flicked at his nose, taking her heat-scent to his nostrils. Gingerfall drew an unsteady breath.

"I'm absolutely sure," Doetail assured him, "It's painful without a partner, you know. I'm just asking my clanmate to help me. Isn't that what we're supposed to do; help each other?"

"I don't love you, and I'm fairly sure that you don't love me either," Gingerfall protested, "What if you get pregnant? I don't want my kits to have parents that don't love each other."

This tom sure had some will-power. Others, like Frostclaw, would pounce on the prospect of having sweet, sweet sex. Most she-cats would find it admirable, but it was an annoyance to Doetail. She was just about ready to give up and go to an easier tom, when she noticed something.

A pink, fleshy appendage was protruding from Gingerfall's sheath. It was quite an impressive one, at that. Mischievously, Doetail ducked her head and gave the penis a lick before Gingerfall could react. The response was a low groan.

"Don't worry about it," Doetail whispered, "Just do me."

She breathed against her clanmate's rod, resulting in the tom's reason and restraint snapping in half. Gingerfall suddenly dragged his tongue along her bared pussy, and his penis continued to slide into the open. Doetail mewed with pleasure, pushing her hips up.

Her clanmate growled, albeit non-aggressively, and turned to nip her cheek. Gingerfall was now completely focused on mating, and Doetail understood that she no longer held the upper paw. Getting the message, she dropped into a crouch, flicking her tail to the side. She grunted when a heavy weight settled on her back, and a set of jaws firmly gripped her scruff.

Gingerfall attempted to guide his cock towards her entrance without looking, and failed. His cock rubbed against her back and legs with each hopeful thrust. Growing frustrated, he growled again.

"There, there," Doetail cooed as if speaking to a kit, shifting her hips. She then added, "Now try."

The only acknowledgement given was more thrusts. Once, twice, three times. It was on the fourth attempt that he finally scored, and Doetail yowled in relief. She hissed when he pulled back, his barbs scraping her walls. But after a few more strokes, she became used to it, and moaned.

Gingerfall grunted and labored as he worked her body, holding her firmly in place. His longer tail curled around hers', its fluffiness contrasting her sleek fur. Doetail was aware of the fact that her upper half was being pushed downward, her nose drinking in the scent of earth. Her lower half was therefore forced upward, with Gingerfall meeting the challenge.

"Ah..hah…mmn…don't stop…hnng," Doetail encouraged. She'd mated a few times before, but this tom was by-far the best partner she'd ever had. She rocked in tandem with his movements, and relished every push and pull of his penis, as well as his labored breathing.

Gingerfall unexpectedly released her scruff, opting to lick the back of her neck passionately. Instead of moans, his throat emitted a low, rumbling sound that Doetail found overwhelmingly arousing. The male panted, and uttered to her, "I'm coming."

Doetail purred with anticipation, feeling her own climax arriving, "Me too!"

"Together then."

Doetail arched her back and yowled to Silverpelt when she came. Only a couple heartbeats later, she felt Gingerfall's semen coating her insides, warm and thick.

Slowly, their high dissipated, and Doetail plopped onto the ground limply. Gingerfall rested on top of her for a bit, before relieving her of his weight as he moved to her side. His once glazed-over eyes gradually cleared, and he tiredly licked Doetail's ear.

"That was nice," he mewed.

"Nice? No, that was fantastic," Doetail countered, "You have a gift, Gingerfall."

Then a third voice piped up, "That he does. You both do."

Their heads shot up, eyes wide, and saw Stonefall standing about two tail-lengths away. The deputy's blue eyes held a strange glimmer.

Gingerfall sat up, giving his chest-fur a couple licks, "Ah, Stonefall, did you…see that?"

"The whole thing," the deputy replied, "It was quite entertaining."

Doetail blinked, sitting up as well, "Why did you watch us?"

Stonefall gave her a calm look and padded towards them, "I wanted to see if either of you had what it takes, and it turns out that both of you do."

"Have what it takes for what?" Gingerfall queried, tilting his head slightly. Doetail found it kind of cute.

"For joining the new Clan," Stonefall meowed, "One that will rise from the desires of every cat; a clan where you can mate everyday if you want."

Both Doetail and Gingerfall bore looks of confusion. Their thoughts were likely the same, or at least similar: How can you start a new clan? Much less one created just for carnal desires?

Stonefall chuckled, seeming to understand their bewildered expressions, "Just think about it: A place where you can let loose and give in to your deepest wishes and fantasies - without being judged."

This was what caught Doetail's attention. She'd always wanted to be able to do just that. If this "new clan" that Stonefall spoke of could make that happen…then she was for it. She opened her jaws to agree to joining, when Gingerfall spoke first.

"But you're a deputy! Isn't this traitorous?" he asked. That was a good point, too. Doetail didn't necessarily like the idea of betraying ThunderClan.

Stonefall, however, was ready for the question, "Not exactly. We wouldn't be causing harm to ThunderClan, and it's a good cause as well."

Sold.

"I'll join," Doetail mewed, her tail high and her eyes shining with promise.

Stonefall purred, being pleased. He then passed his gaze over to Gingerfall, "And you?"

"I don't know, I'll have to think about it. Give me two sunrises," the duo-colored tom meowed, "But…how many cats are already part of this?"

"That would be Petalwind, Frostclaw, Smokepaw, and Appleheart. So far, at least," Stonefall mewed in response.

Doetail's eyes widened, "Appleheart?"

"I'm as surprised as you are," the deputy meowed, "He seems to be doing it because of a little crush."

"On who?" Gingerfall asked.

Stonefall gave a slight smile, "That's not my secret to tell. Perhaps once you join, you can ask him."

Gingerfall had a look on his face, but he sighed and turned to walk away. He brushed against Doetail as he passed, heading towards the main clearing. Doetail watched him, still feeling the warmth of his body where he's pressed to her. After a few heartbeats, she turned back to Stonefall.

"What do I have to do?"