Sekkusu-- セ*Clan of Lust*セ

Bearblaze strode into the camp confidently, his thick tabby coat rippling under his muscles and his feathery tail waved high like a banner. It was obvious this tom expected respect by any she-cat who dared to look at him. He put fresh-kill on the pile, even though he wasn't a hunter, but it was a way to pass the time and kept his mind busy. His amber eyes scanned the clearing.

Glowshimmer continued to pad around the camp. She wondered what it would be like to have a mate and kits and such. She lifted her tail in happiness as she thought about it. She never had an interest in toms before, but now, she was starting to get a bit horny. She couldn't help herself. She tried to stop thinking about it, but it only made her more horny.

Sweetfur sat in the middle of camp, grooming her paws. She flicked her feathery tail absentmindedly.

OOC~ LMAO

Bearblaze noticed that one of the slaves were getting restless, padding back and fourth. He couldn't remember her name, given that he never talked to the she-cats or paid attention to them. 'Maybe she's in heat.' He assumed, and the large tom knew that someone would take her sooner or later so she didn't have to look so anxious. This Clan was full of lustful toms.

Crookedpaw looked at End zone and switched his glance to Bearblaze,
Crookedpaw padded over to Endzone "I got more Poison"he whispered

gtg

When Sweetfur noticed [insert Twigs new charry here] she pressed flat to the ground; a sign of being lower rank and weak.

Bearblaze crouched over Sweetfur, and licked her head gently, as if to tell her she was 'aknowleged' and he stood back up.

Roseshimmer paced "Stop it, stop it!" she kept repeating to herself. She sighed. It was useless. She was a horny slut now and there was nothing she could do about it. The thought was always on her mind, there was no stopping it now. She plopped down on the ground, bored.

Sweetfur rose hesitently, trembling. "A-Anything I-I can do s-sir?"

OOC~ watch your language, I don't put up with that shit. XD *quote from my college teacher*

Bearblaze looked her over curiously. He hadn't really thought about to be honest, he didn't talk to she-cats often. "Um, what you were doing is fine... what do you usually do?"

"I-I O-obey my M-Masters' orders." She replied, voice wavering. (I LICKED MY ELBOW!)

"Your master..." He echoed thoughtfully. He had to admit, he was used to she-cats bowing and such but he never noticed how afraid they looked. This one was shaking like a leaf, what was she so scared of? "What do they call you?" Bearblaze asked calmly.

"D-Digrating names..L-Like.. L-Like bitc*h.. A-And.." She couldnt finish her sentence. Sweetfur was choking back tears.

OCC~ LOL, Twiggy, XD

Roseshimmer lay down in the clearing, trying to fall asleep. She curled her tail over herself so that the tip touched her nose. She smiled them closed her eyes. Roseshimmer heard something, opened her eyes and looked around. She didn't see anything, so after a while, she ignored it and closed her eyes again, still trying to sleep

Bearblaze didn't expect that, and he paused. "Oh, I didn't mean- I meant what is your name?" He added a slight growl to his tone to let her know he wasn't in the mood for a sob story. If her masters called her those names she should be used to it by now, after all, even she-kits were treated harshly. It was how the Clan worked.

Sweetfur flinched at the tone in his voice, "S-Sweetfur..." Then she added quickly, "B-But my name means nothing." Sweetfur managed to stand straight.

Bearblaze sighed. "Does it mean something to you?" Maybe to the other toms it didn't matter, but if Sweetfur didn't have freedom or control at least she had a name to claim as her own. No one could ever take that away. "If so, that's all that matters right?" He couldn't get over how the other slave (Roseshimmer) was laying about, obviously becoming more anxious to mate. It was so odd, this one here was crying over her life, and the other one just wanted more of it. What a small world they lived in.

Roseshimmer awoke slowly. She had slept peacefully and had forgotten somewhat about a mate and kits. She got up, looking for something to eat. Her stomach growled loudly. She scented around, smelling many squirrels and voles, she even spotted one zoom by. Are slaves allowed to hunt? she wondered

"B-But they told m-me names mean nothing..." She shivered slightly in the breeze, and curled her tail around her self tightly, then repeated solemly, as if hypnotized, "Names mean nothing.."

"Just because they said something doesn't make it true." Bearblaze explained slowly, he felt like he was talking to an idiot that couldn't think outside the box. Then again, Sweetfur was probably beaten and raped countless times and if she ever thought for herself it'd only result in more pain, so he made a mental note not to encourage her. "So what do you slaves do during the day?" They couldn't hunt, so what did they do for fun?

Roseshimmer sat down, her stomach still growling. All the aromas of fresh kill filled the air, making her more and more hungry. She looked around. All the other toms looked well fed and healthy. Why couldn't the slaves be like that? Why did they have to be beaten and raped and stuff all the time? Why couldn't they have freedom?

"Nothing," She replied in a blank voice, "Unless they tell us to." Sweetfur sighed heavily and added under her breath, "Why cant i be a friggin' tom..?"

Bearblaze sighed, as if sharing her boredom. He'd have to admit, if he was stuck being someone's little plaything and only could talk or eat when they were told to he'd have to shred his own ears, and anyone else that got so close. Good thing he was a tom. "... Are you hungry?" And he looked over at the other slave who looked hungry. "Are you hungry too?"