Chapter 1 – Story Time

"Hey! Cobaltstone! Tell us a story!" Auburnkit, Snowkit, and Heatkit all chirped and ran toward the blue and white tinted tom. Currently, he was lying down, watching Poisionstream and Sunfang sharing tongues, rather seductively. But, that was to be expected with Poisionstream. He brought his eyes down to the 3 eager little kits and pushed to his paws with a sigh. "Well? What do you want to hear?" He smiled just a bit, and the kits sat down before him, rays of sun glinting down off their still kit soft fur. "What about a happy story?" Snowkit chirped, "no! Scary!" Heatkit snapped, fur bristled. "What about the story of how RapidClan came to be?" Auburnkit said, and none of the kits argued with that. "Good choice." Cobaltstone chuckled and thought back for where to begin…

"Ahhh! L-Lionfang!" A howl echoed through the camp. The forests were in heat these early spring morning, and ever animal was preoccupied in their reproducing duty. And in PlumClan, it was quiet a fun part of the season. In the shade of the leaders den, a large golden tom was bucking his hips up against a pale blue shecat. With every thrust she winced and whimpered, body shaking a bit. This is where our story begins.

"Mmmm! Sh-Shit Lightstar! Y-You're so t-tight!" The dominant tom groaned, panting against her ear.
"Please! More more!" Lightstar pushed her hips back against him, sending his barbed tool in deeper. She let out a squeak as it pushed in all the way. With a sharp breath, the tom began to hump faster and harder, their moans stifled. A few more moments, and the tom shit his seed into her with a gasp from both. They froze for a second, and then melted, sighing with relief. The golden tom, known as Lionfang, pulled out and leaned down, licking up her core. Lightstar chuckled and teasingly pawed his face, heart still racing.

The kits inside Lightstar were developing with every passing moon, these would be the kits that would shape the clan that you know as RapidClan today.

PlumClan was a different clan from our own. Other than training their kits and apprentices the arts of mating, they taught them more how to fight, and hunt, and the whole clan was a family that looked after each other. Their forests were much like ours, deep and deciduous, with many high trees to climb. However, PlumClan had bordering clans, these also were not clans like ours… On their right flank was AbyssClan, a clan that was said to be very violent, and sadistic. On their other flank was MapleClan, though it sounded peaceful and kind, MapleClan was also very devious and macabre. But, poor unsuspecting PlumClan was stuck in the middle, just trying to get by.

On a late spring night, when the last touches of the heat were fading, and warriors were placed in the nursery, it happened. AbyssClan and MapleClan had become allies to take down PlumClan, but for what reason? PlumClan had done nothing wrong. It was a peaceful, yet naïve clan. They wanted it simply for the reason to imperialize, they wanted more land for themselves because they were greedy. They chose this night strategically, because they knew that Lightstar would be kitting Lionfangs kits. While Lightstar was in the nursery, in immense, immobile pain, swarms of Abyss and MapleClan cats swarmed in. The PlumClan cats were no match, and Lightstar had to watch out of one eye as her warriors fell left and right. Lionfang left her side to keep the MapleClan leader out of the nursery. "OUT OF THE WAY FRAIL PLUMCLAN CAT!" Tintstar snarled, and with extended claws, slashed out at his neck with one deadly swing.

In a matter of minutes, the outnumbered PlumClan cats had fallen, and passed on to the afterlife in their own pools of blood. Lightstar curled her tail around her single kit, the cat we would soon recognize to be Hazestar, as we do now. Tintstar, with burning eyes, stalked up to her and stopped before her. "You were always weaker of the family… This is what mother and father wanted, goodbye Light…" Lightstar, with eyes swarmed in tears, winced away as he poised his claws up, and bashed them down on her skull. The newborn kit, having no idea, was washed in his mother's blood. Tintstar, panting, turned away in disgust at the sight… The battling ceased, only very few PlumClan cats remained, and were brutally cut up. A strike of lightning struck the camp, and a rumble of thunder closely followed. Rain began to fall, and wash away the blood.

`"… WE HAVE WON!"

Battle cries shook the air, and the remaining PlumClan cats fled… MapleClan and AbyssClan joined together that day to create LightClan, named after their dead sister… The newborn kit had just opened its eyes by the time LightClan was established. Tintstar stopped before him, suddenly seeming to remember his existence. "Oh yes… It's you…" He muttered. "Welcome to LightClan, Hazekit." He smirked, Hazekit looked up at him with huge eyes. "… I suppose another kit to the clan would be no trouble… I'll be your father."

Moons passed like this, Tintstar was a good father, despite what he had done in the past. Hazekit had no idea of what had happened to his mother, and grew to be very loyal to LightClan. When he reached the age of his apprenticeship, he was apprenticed to a former PlumClan member, that had come back as a prisoner, and reluctantly accepted in. On a windy afternoon, they went out the train. The toms name was Frailheart, or, at least that's what LightClan had named him.

At first, he didn't bring up his mother, wondering what his reaction would be… But finally, Frailheart stopped him. "Hazepaw, do you even know the fate of your mother?" He looked deep in those broiling purple eyes of his, inherited down even from the very first cat to establish PlumClan, Plumstar.

"What?" He looked at him like he was crazy.

That day, Frailheart explained it all to him, the dark tale I have told you. In disgust, Hazepaw turned away… He didn't talk for the rest of that day, instead he just went home, walking right past his adoptive father, his dead mothers brother… He buried his head in his nest, and reflected… 'Is this the clan I want to be loyal to? …' No… He left that night. When he left the border, he spit on LightClan territory that was behind him.

It's said that Hazepaw left a long trail of paw prints from that moment. He crossed rivers, deserts, plains, he didn't know where he was going, but he was waiting for fate to bring him to where he belonged… When he reached the forests that you recognize today, he met a beautiful shecat resting in the rays of sunshine, it was a spring morning, love was in the air. The shecat was called Snow, and she was the purest white there ever was, her fur deflected the rays of the sun.

Love quickly blossomed between the two of them, Hazepaw told her the tale of how he got here, and how far he traveled. Snow listened to it all kindly, and told him that she ran away from her clan because they had imprisoned her. Her mother had been rebellious and tried to take over the leader, and fearing that she would do the same, they locked her up. She left the very same night that Hazepaw did, and they both traveled the same distance to reach each other.

They spent that night together, talking all through the black, and staring at the skies. When the first touches of dawn were touching upon the sky, Hazepaw began to feel a desire build in his stomach as he turned and looked at her, taking in how beautiful she was. Snow was feeling the same, shyly she glanced over him, blushing a bit. Hazepaw rolled over atop her, and they both stared into eachothers eyes for a while. Snow placed her paws on his shoulders, leaning up and licking his nose softly.

Hazepaw smiled, licking her back, and trailing down to her neck. He pressed his body against hers, breathing in her scent, tasting her desire bathing over his tongue. Heh, I would tell you the rest of the story, but I'm afraid you're a little too young to hear that just yet little ones."

"Awwww!" They complained.

"Now now, just wait. The next morning, Hazepaw and Snow did it again, and again. They found that mating was… Well, the greatest feeling any of them had ever felt! It brought in such raw ecstasy that filled them with adrenaline, and pleasure that none of you could imagine! No one knows how much time passed, but one day they decided to make a clan together…

As for how RapidClan got its name, well, it's said that Hazestar is very fast at his thrusts, so he were dubbed this. As time passed, Hazepaw dubbed himself Hazestar. They created a worthy clan together, making many dens, and establishing a code. Slowly, cats wandered by them, loners at the time. Hazestar and Snow managed to turn them, and make them apart of RapidClan, and soon they were addicted to sex quickly. The abundance of kits brought in many more warriors, and this kits, is how RapidClan started. And, hopefully it doesn't end…"

The 3 of them looked up at him with bright eyes, they hadn't heard the story of RapidClan before. Snowkit peeked over at Hazestar, he wasn't mating, now that she thought about him, she hardly ever saw the tom mating. He entered the leaders den, the lichen closing after him, and settling. She looked back at Cobaltstone. "Hey Cobaltstone." Snowkit asked, and Cobaltstone looked down at the little snow white shecat.

"What does mating feel like?"

Cobaltstone turned bright red, he licked his chest fur and pushed to his paws. "Uhh! You know what? You'll find out one day. For now, just enjoy your youth."

"Hey! Cobaltstone!" Angeldust called in a seductive tone, she was standing just a bit away, core fur cleanly washed. She flicked her tail at him and pushed her hips back wantingly, sweeping away her tail to reveal her core. Cobaltstone felt his lusts twist. "If you'll excuse me kits." He said quickly and then dashed away from them and tackled into Angeldust, planting his paws on her shoulders and pressing his unsheathed member against her opening.

The 3 kits looked back at one another, shrugging and going back to playing in a giant ball of fur. Snowkit glanced back at the leaders den once more, feeling a cloud pass over her… "Hey Snowkit! Stop being weird!" Heatkit called out, and she snapped her attention back at them and dashed after them.