❖┌MagmaClan┐❖{Clan of passion and war}

OOC~ Sure, could you take Liontooth's response there?

Swanflight was cleaning her snowy-white coat, her blue eyes searching the camp. Of course all the toms were looking at her, they all wanted to have her, but Swanflight was picky about her mates.

Skullfoot looked over at Sawnflight was he walked into the camp, his pelt covering claw mark's.

Swanflight looked over with powder-blue eyes. "Looks like you had a bit of a scrap." She mewed softly, coming closer and drawing her tail across one of the cuts.

"Yeah, I did."The black and white tom said with a slight hiss and gritted his teeth as Swanflight drew her tail across one of his cut's.

Swanlight bent down and began to ever so gently lap at the wounds, getting the blood off and was purring softly. "You should see a medicine cat." She advised.

Skullfoot tensed as she lapped over his cuts."I'm fine."He muttered bitterly.

"I'm sure you are." Swanflight went on smoothly, still washing each cut delicately and to play with him a bit her tail snaked along his back, her eyes narrowed slyly.

Skullfoot felt that burning urge to mount her right there and then, but held it back."Can I talk to you alone?"He asked, staring straight ahead of him.

"Of course." Swanflight mewed, recognizing the spark in his eyes that all toms usually got when she teased him. 'How predictable.' She padded past, tracing his chin with her tail and then exited the camp, swaying her hips side to side tauntingly.

Owlheart stared after them, eyes narrowed.

Skullfoot bit his toung and padded out of the camp after her."I Want your help with something."He mewed once they were away from the camp.

"Help?" Swanflight asked, a bit more confused by the question but didn't show it, only smiling to suggest innocence. "Whatever with?"

"You like having your pick form all the tom's right?"Skullfoot asked, circling around her."What if I could give you a larger selection?"

Swanflight's powder blue eyes seemed to narrow, a devilish glow entered making them seem cold and lifeless. "I'm listening..." She purred, following him with her eyes.

" I want you to help me to try and find some other cats that can be talked into doing this with us."Skullfoot purred happily."It would be a win win for each cat." He said, brushing his pelt along hers."The tom's get their fun helping the She-cat's make the kits, and The She-cat's get the pleasurable feeling of being mate with to help with their longing."

"Even though it sounds heavenly..." Swanflight purred, kissing his cheek teasingly. "How many cats in our Clan are actually like us? Most of the toms I get aren't like you and me, they are just caught up in the moment so to speak."

"Who said they had to be just in this clan?" Skullfoot asked, letting out slight purr.

"I suppose you've got a point... so who's going to lead this group?" She asked, running her tail under his stomach with a devilish grin, going slightly lower. Swanflight always enjoyed a good time, and she knew Skullfoot was pretty much her other half. He enjoyed it too and would force any she-cat to do what he wanted, and Swanflight worked more with manipulation.

( Owlheart. My cat will join, and you could make Raziel...? Just a suggestion, it would give it an interesting plot with Starscreech. And a few of my cats from MagmaClan. )

"We are of course."Skullfoot said and gave a soft moan as her tail went lower. He Knew he was messed up but he didn't care anymore. All Skullfoot cared about was getting what he wanted.

Skypetal smirked, going lower to stroke him and she came closer to kiss his cheek. "Sounds lovely."

OOC~ Sure Amber! I don't know if Raziel would but it'd be interesting.

Skullfoot gave a slight smirk, and playfully tackled her and pinned her down. He let out another soft moan and touched his muzzle to hers.

"I see you like to play rough." Swanflight mused, still moving her tail along the lower half of his body teasingly, and pressing her muzzle against his, purring deeply. "I bet the other she-cats you mate with don't like to play."

*poofs in*