"So, what was it that you need to talk about?"

This was the question that Gingerfall had asked once Willowleaf had lead him into a clearing. He wouldn't be lying if he said that he felt a bit of anxiousness. Something about this seemed off to him, but he knew that he'd have to place his trust in the she-cat. Maybe it was all in his mind.

Willowleaf didn't look at him, or even answer. She stood in silence for a moment, and Gingerfall became more concerned than anxious. He wondered what was wrong with his friend, but also took the chance to appreciate her beauty. The she-cat's silver pelt shimmered in the moonlight, giving her a likeness to the glittering lake; but that all left his mind when Willowleaf waved her tail a couple times.

It was the rustling in the bushes that caused Gingerfall's neck-fur to stand on end. Fear swirled inside of him, and for a moment he thought that Willowleaf may have lead him to his death. That was, until he saw the ever-familiar form of Frostclaw slipping from beneath the undergrowth. His fur rested, and he sighed with relief.

"Sorry to frighten you, Gingerfall," the tom meowed, "But Stonefall decided to shorten your decision time."

"What?" Gingerfall asked, his tail twitching uneasily.

At that moment, Doetail came out from behind Frostclaw. Her pelt carried the scent of sex, so Gingerfall had a good idea as to what the two had been doing earlier. The tabby she-cat eyed him hungrily, despite that.

"It's time to make your choice, Gingerfall," Doetail mewed, "Are you going to join LustClan?"

"It has a name now?" the tom in question asked. More cats were entering the clearing, and he was surprised by just how many there were. What shocked him the most may have been the fact that there were even some cats from other clans. He easily spotted Ferndusk, a ShadowClan she-cat, due to her snowy-white fur.

Frostclaw purred, "That it does. In fact, Stonefall will soon be Stonestar."

Gingerfall's eyes widened, "How?"

"Appleheart has taken him to receive the blessings of StarClan," Raccoonclaw replied, sitting contentedly between his brother and a RiverClan tom.

"As you can see," Frostclaw meowed, "This is all very real, and it's time to make your choice, Gingerfall. You're the only one who hasn't."

Willowleaf had gone to sit beside Orangedawn, and both she-cats seemed to be imploring him with their eyes. All the cats in the clearing had their gazes locked on Gingerfall. He looked back at them, and drew a breath.

"I want to," he meowed, his decision finally made.

With that, a wave of purrs flowed over the clearing. Gingerfall sighed, knowing that it was unlikely that he'd be able to get out of this now. Not that it was that bad, but still…

Doetail moved from her spot beside Frostclaw, coming to stand beside him. She straightened up and addressed the cats around them, "You all know what this means! Who would like to welcome our dear Gingerfall?"

"Welcome..?" Gingerfall mewed, wondering what the tabby meant by that.

Moonshade nudged Sunpaw with her tail, "I think Sunpaw should do it. She needs some more experience."

Doetail nodded, "You're right. Okay then, Sunpaw, come."

Hesitantly, the beautiful apprentice padded towards Gingerfall. Doetail stepped away, going back to her place beside Frostclaw.

Gingerfall watched Sunpaw with a bit of his confusion still remaining. He wasn't exactly sure as to what was going to happen, but he didn't shy away when she rubbed against him. It was only when the little cat turned and crouched, did he get the picture. He wasn't entirely sure about mating with an apprentice, but his penis was already peaking out of his sheath.

Sunpaw let out an "oof" when he mounted her and grabbed her scruff with his jaws. The tom's hind feet peddled against her golden pelt, aiming to get a better purchase on the ground. He dry-humped her back in order to coax his cock all the way out. Sunpaw's body was warm and soft, which he was grateful for as he grinded against her spine. Once his penis was fully out and erect, he moved his hips backwards, hoping to hit his target.

Unfortunately, it seemed that what Moonshade had said was right; Sunpaw had little experience. Her tail was not flicked to the side, blocking Gingerfall from entering her. He growled in frustration, which seemed to catch the little she-cat's attention.

"What wrong?" Sunpaw asked.

"For StarClan's sake," Foxheart yowled, "You have to move your tail! Jeez, Moonshade, didn't you teach her anything?"

Instead of listening to Moonshade snapping at the tom, Gingerfall chose to thrust inside of Sunpaw the moment that she moved her tail. He remained still for a few moments, as Sunpaw whimpered at the feeling. After she quieted, he began to slowly thrust, causing more cries as his barbs scrapped her walls. He didn't stop, however, knowing that doing so would just prolong the pain. But he did lick at her neck in an attempt at comforting her.

"Hah…nng…you can…do it harder," Sunpaw mewed through her pants. Her hips wriggled to add further encouragement.

Gingerfall didn't respond aside from doing just that. His hips moved faster, and he bit down on Sunpaw's scruff once more. He had to admit, Sunpaw was an excellent partner. While she wasn't as bold or experienced as the older she-cats, her body made up for it. Her pussy was tight, constricting and pulling him deeper inside. The heat wasn't too extreme, but just enough to be pleasant on the flesh of his penis; while the wetness made him want more and more.

He groaned, humping harder. Sunpaw let out various little sounds as he caused her to move back and forth. The only thing keeping her from being pushed from under him was her scruff being held firmly. Most of the cats around them gave yowls of encouragement, while others watched with hungry eyes. The two mating cats, however, were trapped in their own world.

Sunpaw's breaths hitched, and she panted harder. It was obvious that she was teetering on the edge of an wondrous climax. Gingerfall pressed his hips to hers, opting to grind in slow circles. He observed Sunpaw's reaction, as the apprentice gave a groan. Gingerfall continued his ministrations briefly, before pulling out and slamming back inside.

The she-cat below him came instantly, screeching and scratching the ground with her claws. Gingerfall grunted as her muscles clenched around him, and ejaculated into Sunpaw. The apprentice had quieted down, mewing weakly and incoherently. As the two allowed their breathing to slow, Gingerfall bent his neck and, with a purr, licked Sunpaw's cheek. He then slipped out of her, permitting some of his semen to leak out of his partner.

Sunpaw flopped onto the ground limply, still recovering from the session. Gingerfall decided that it might be best to let her do so, and didn't bother her.

Frostclaw walked up to him, "Welcome to LustClan, Gingerfall."

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A/N: There, done. Once LustClan is fully established, this story will end. But before you shoot my brains out, there will be a sequel to this. It'll likely take place a year or two after LustClan starts.

I'll also be putting up a list of the cats in LustClan next, so if you do/don't want your cat in there, just tell me.

Last note, I'm going to need some cats from the other clans as well. Here's how many:

ShadowClan – 5

RiverClan – 3

WindClan - 5

Later, my lovelies!

~ Tina