Ferncloud stalked a vole, preparing to leap. She got into a hunting crouch, then something pounced on her and slammed her back. She screamed in pain as she turned to see Dustpelt with a hammer.
"Whoops, sorry honey. I meant to use my cock..." He meowed.
A rooster appeared out of nowhere. "...a-doodle-doo." Dustpelt finished.
"I'm in heat, Dustpelt." Ferncloud meowed, sweating like crazy.
Suddenly, Dustpelt lowers his head, so that it's between the she-cat's legs.
He then licked the popsicle in front of her and picked it up and left.
