Grave Mischief

Emilia quietly stalked the narrow streets, the young cat's intense stare jumping all around as she studied the shadows and the bushes, on the hunt for her twin sister. The pair's games of hide and seek were often the cause of much grief and headache to the town, the sisters not caring much if their playtime resulted in some suffering, many pieces of pottery having been knocked over and many flowerbeds left trampled after the pair had run all around in the area. Though many of the townsfolk would still be glad to see young Emilia on the hunt rather than strolling side by side with her sister, as the latter only meant that the duo were on lookout for opportunities of mischief rather than being on the lookout for each other. Just last week, the twins had stalled nearly all carts trying to leave or enter the town for several hours after opening up all of the cattle pens as a prank, a large herd of cows blocking the main road into town until they could all be corralled back into their proper place. Emilia thought she spotted something out of the corner of her eye, a small shape jumping behind the corner as she drew near, her posture changing into a predatory hunch and her muzzle twisting into a fanged grin as she quickly bounded behind a small bush. The feline's tail zig-zagged in the air behind her as she held her breath and waited to spring her ambush. She muttered quietly to herself, gently shifting her balance from one leg to the other, swaying in place, 
"C'mon you bastard, come out! You think I can't find your pampered ass, let's see about that~!" 
Emilia had always had a rather filthy maw, her outward appearance matching her vocabulary rather well: she had on a simple brown shirt and a skirt that extended down below her knees, both stained and blotchy with spots of mud and dirt from her time fooling around outdoors, her brown fur having its fair share of the smudges as well. Her white hair just barely touched her back, slightly frizzy and messy, it too had a few specks of mud in it from jumping around in puddles. She was completely barefoot as usual, the girl not caring much for socks or shoes, preferring to feel the tickle of grass under her soles as she ran around. 

Focusing solely on the corner in front of her, Emilia waited patiently, knowing that her sister would surely peek from behind it soon enough. Her pupils were fully dilated and her tail lay low to the ground, her legs ready to propel her at full speed at any second. Only a few moments later, a shape suddenly emerged from the shadows, the familiar white fur and brown hair of her twin peeking out. Emilia pounced at her unsuspecting prey, knocking the figure down onto the ground with a thud and a surprised yell, the crash of ceramic shattering on the stony ground ringing throughout the alleyway a second after. She opened her eyes to gloat at the loser she had pinned under her, finding a completely unfamiliar and very annoyed face staring up at her, the cat having accidentally mixed up her quarry with some poor merchant simply carrying his wares to his stall. She heard barely contained tittering coming from behind a nearby crate, her sister's head poking out to stare at the scene she had caused. Emilia quickly jumped off of the merchant, barely even shouting out as much as a sorry before sprinting off towards the feline she had been hunting, leaping on top of the crate and gently smacking her sister on the head. Alexandra burst out laughing, pointing at the pile of shards scattered on the cobble road, 
"Oh my, what a ferocious hunter, you slayed the horrid beast of ceramic! Mother will be very proud of you."
"Shut up! You baited me into that, bloody idiot!" 
"Idiot, me? I wasn't the one who sprinted headfirst into someone without even opening up your eyes beforehand."
"Whatever, I still won, I found you."
"After I allowed you to find me, that is." 
Emilia grunted with slightly annoyance, her sister's sarcastic tone grating her ears. Alexandra had always been the more presentable girl of the two twins, her cloudy white fur shining with care, her long and silky brown hair carefully tied up into two ponytails that hung over her shoulders. She even made sure to speak in a proper manner at all times, her class almost rivalling that of the royal court. At least, she was very primped and proper on the surface, her appearance making most people think she was the nicer of the two sisters at first glance. The reality was quite different however, Alexandra being the much more devilish one of the pair, eager to cause trouble and mischief to satiate her boredom at any available opportunity, ready to do whatever she wanted no matter the morals, as long as she was in no danger of being caught. 

As the two young girls chatted amongst themselves, Emilia hopping down off of the crate she was balancing on, they suddenly heard a noise, a noise that neither of them were fond of: the sound of the twins' mother's screaming at them, 
"Alexandra! Emilia! Both of you, come here, right now!" 
The two groaned and turned their heads towards the origin, seeing their mother standing at the end of the small street, her arms crossed and a fury burning in her eyes. The sisters dragged their feet as they walked over to her, their gazes lingering on the ground as she wagged her finger, staring them down, 
"I've had three separate people come up to me today, complaining about what you two have been getting up to! You've broken windows and startled horses half to death! How many times must I tell you both to stop fooling around like this!" 
Alexandra kicked a small pebble as she very quietly mumbled under her breath, Emilia simply scratching her neck with her face slowly blushing. The mom grabbed both cats by the napes of their necks, making the duo groan and grunt as she began dragging them towards their house, 
"You've had enough playtime, you'll be spending the rest of the day safe and sound inside!"
Walking through the small town, the twins eventually arrived at their home, a modest little house nestled near the edge of the town. The two were shoved into the bedroom that they shared, the door closing and locking behind them, the voice of their mother slowly fading away as she walked off, 
"You two can study and sleep until tomorrow, you're staying locked inside of there until then!"
Emilia sighed and flopped down on the bed that the twins shared, 
"Damn! To hell with all of those tattletails!" 
Alexandra sat down on the opposite side of the bed, huffing with her back turned, speaking in a sarcastic tone, 
"Ugh, well done once more." 
"Wha… why 'ya blaming me! You were the one who did most of that stuff!" 
"And you were the one who managed to get us both caught for most of that 'stuff'!" 
"Oh, shut-up! Now what are we gonna do?"
 Alexandra stared at the wall for a moment before standing up, marching over to the drawer and yanking it open, rummaging through it as she spoke,
"Well I'm certainly not going to just sit here all evening long, I've got much better things to do." 
"Like what?"
"Like the Oaken Lane graveyard." 
"The graveyard? What about it?" 
"They say that it's haunted, spirits roaming the fields in the dark of the night."
"That sounds like utter shite." 
"I agree, and I'm going to go prove it. And so are you." 
"How'dya plan to do that, we're still locked in here in case you didn't notice." 
The white furred feline pulled out a small bundle of cloth, unwrapping it to reveal a crude lockpicking set, 
"With this~!" 

The two sisters silently schemed and planned in their room as the evening sun slowly began disappearing beyond the horizon, the town falling silent one by one, the streets illuminated only by the occasional lit lantern and the moon. Alexandra had her ear pressed against the wooden wall of the bedroom, her breathing steady as she listened to her mom retreating off to sleep, a devilish grin on her face as she sprung into action. After a few moments of fiddling with the lock, the twins were able to silently open it up, sneaking out of their room and finally the house entirely. They headed directly towards the town's graveyard, located at the outskirts, only a handful of minutes away from their home. The pair stood at the entrance, a grand stone archway constructed there, leading into the field, rows and rows of gravestones standing in formation, some old and overgrown with moss while others were still almost brand new. The night sky was fairly cloudy, only a slight amount of moonlight able to light up the wilderness, but the felines' eyes fared rather well even in the dark. Emilia looked around for a moment before giving her sister a playful push further into the graveyard, 
"Well, here's your chance to prove all of those cowardly bastards wrong, go chase some spirits." 
Alexandra scoffed at the girl's giggling, her sharp eyes scanning the area for any signs of the duo not being alone, her posture relaxing slightly as she was satisfied with their privacy. She looked down at her feet to see a rock the size of her palm, smirking as she picked it up and tossed it up into the air a few times, her stare fixed on an old grave, the long grass around it almost entirely covering up the carved writing on the headstone, two dusty and chipped vases still standing at the base. She licked her lips and winded up her arm, 
"Let's see how these specters feel about this!" 
The hunk of stone left her hand at a breakneck speed, arcing directly at one of the vases and smashing directly through it, shattering it into tens of pieces with a satisfying crash and continuing past it into the gravestone, taking a chunk out of the brittle rock as well. Emilia laughed and pumped her fist into the air,
"Hell yeah, take that you damned ghosts! Come and get some!" 
The twins giggled as they ran deeper into the graveyard, Alexandra kicking the old gravestone with full force, smashing it down into the ground while her sister jumped directly into the middle of a bed of red poppies, trampling the planted flowers.

While the two cubs rampaged through the field of gravestones, kicking and scattering the various gifts left on the graves, Alexandra slowly began feeling more and more uncomfortable, her stance ever so slightly shifting from a straight posture to hunched over with her legs pressed together. She and her sister both had made sure to hydrate themselves in the hot and humid summer sun during the day, all the running around and scheming leaving very little time for using the outhouse. She had only now started to realise just how full her bladder felt, every step compressing and squeezing it by a tiny amount, the feline biting her lower lip as she looked. Emilia noticed her twin's predicament, grinning as she recognised almost instantly the issue from the girl's expression and constantly shifting pose,
"Need to take a piss?"
Alexandra slowly nodded her head, 
"Mhm, I don't know how I didn't notice how full I was before, but I've really got to go, now!" 
"Well in that case, I dare you to take a leak on one of the graves!" 
Her expression changed from slight desperation to impishness almost instantly as she heard her sister's words, 
"Oh, dare absolutely accepted!" 
She looked around for a few moments, trying to find a great place to mark her territory, her gaze stopping on a shiny and polished new headstone, the name of a recently perished merchant engraved on the front in a fancy font, an extravagant spread of gifts and decorations scattered along the site. The cub hobbled up to the gravestone and yanked her long skirt up to her hips, her pure white underwear coming down onto her ankles. She spread her legs wide and leaned back slightly, standing up as she reached down to spread her pussy lips apart with one hand, closing one eye and moaning as a small trickle of urine began pouring from her puffy slit, hitting the headstone directly in the middle. The stream quickly grew in intensity, both girls giggling as Alexandra moved her yellow shower from side to side, coating every inch of the stone in her piss, the porous stone soaking up some of the liquid.

Emilia watched the show happening in front of her with a big smile on her face, trying to hold back her laughter, stepping backwards a few steps as a few errant droplets nearly splashed onto her skirt. Hearing the wet sloshing and tinkling of her sister's pissing, she began feeling her own bladder yearning for some release as well, her toes wriggling around in the cool and soft grass as she huffed,
"Hell, I've really gotta piss like a stallion as well!" 
Alexandra was still letting loose, one hand gripping the top of the gravestone to hold her steady while her other hand held up her skirt, not even turning her head while speaking as she focused on watering the rock, 
"Feel free to get comfortable right here, I'm sure this gentleman doesn't mind us relieving ourselves." 
The twins giggled, Emilia walking behind her sister, right on top of the burial mound. She squatted down and bunched her skirt up, her cunt already fully exposed, the cub preferring to go sans any underwear for the refreshing feeling of a draft under her skirt. Her tail raised up as she relaxed her loins, a squirt of piss raining down on the soft soil between her legs, her fur standing on end as she sighed out of relief. The yellow arc grew as she gave a tiny push, soaking into the burial dirt and mixing it into moist mud, the gentle scent of the cat clinging onto the ground. She spread her thighs open further, planting one hand on the grass behind her back to hold her balanced as she sprayed her pee all over the grave, moaning quietly,
"Wha… what do ya think the gh… ghosts feel about all o' this, sis?" 
The two grinned as they unloaded their bladders, the surface of the gravestone entirely wet and glistening with the urine of the young girl, 
"Oh I'm sure they're VERY unhappy with us currently, but if they want us to stop they'll need to come here and do something about it themselves~!" 

Alexandra panted as her pee stream skipped off the shiny headstone, the tip of her tongue peeking out from between her lips as her eyes rolled back. As she widened her stance a bit, one of her feet knocked against a large vase nestled at the side of the grave, a few bunches of flowers in varying states of decay resting in it. A candle immediately lit up in her head, her smile twisting into an evil grin as she huffed and held her piss as best as she could, a few small dribbles running down her inner thigh as she leaned over and grabbed the flowers, tossing them out into the field, 
"I think this flower vase needs some water in it, wouldn't want the poor plants drying out~" 
She sat down on top of the vase like a large chamber pot before finally releasing her straining muscles once more, urine pouring down into the hollow space and tinkling around as she giggled. She grabbed the mouth of the vase with both hands as she leaned forwards, more and more yellow nectar spraying from her pussy lips like an unending waterfall. Emilia thoroughly enjoyed the idea of leaving her little burial gift inside of the vase as well, holding in her pee as she quickly stood up, carefully walking over to her sister so as not to cause her dam to burst prematurely. Alexandra looked at her with a mixture of confusion and amusement, 
"What do you think you're doing?" 
"I'm gonna go in that pot as well!" 
"Well, you'll need to wait your turn in that case. And you'll be waiting for quite a while still, I have plenty left in my bladder." 
"You can either scootch over, or I'm gonna piss all over your pretty white fur, your choice~" 
"Ugh, fine! Just… don't stain my clothes!" 
Alexandra shifted backwards slightly, allowing Emilia to sit down on the opposite side of the rim, their knees touching each other as the brown feline gritted her teeth and let loose once more, a couple errant drops of her piss striking her twin on the thighs, 
"Watch where you're pointing!" 
"Oops, sorry~" 

Both of the young cubs huffed and panted in pure bliss as they slowly filled up the large decorated vase, their tails dancing in the air and their toes curling up, their faces blushing gently and their maws hanging open from the bliss of the release. They continued for several minutes straight, the container nearly a quarter filled with their steaming hot urine as they finally stood up with slightly shaky and unsteady legs, a few final drops of their stream still leaking onto the burial mound. Wanting to properly finish off her break and clean up her sopping wet slit, Alexandra looked around the field for a moment, her eyes eventually dropping down onto the small pile of farewell presents left on the grave. She smirked and picked up a large crimson red silk ribbon, pushing it between her legs and dragging it down her pussy lips, soaking up the remaining droplets of her golden shower still clinging to her fur and entrance. Emilia followed suit, grabbing a handful of delicate paper letters and bending over, reaching back to stuff the old paper onto her cunt, the ink smearing and fading away as she moaned while wiping herself off. The girls laughed as they threw down their cleaning material, the brown furred sister dropping her skirt back down to cover her legs while Alexandra gingerly wiggled her panties up and folded her skirt in place. Emilia glanced at the partly filled vase, holding back a giggle as she yanked up a handful of sunflowers planted on a nearby flower bed, ramming the plants down into the liquid, 
"You tossed the old flowers all over the ground, so now he's got some new ones!"
Alexandra grinned and knelt down behind the headstone, grabbing a broken off piece of a metal lantern and using it to carve a few words into the polished stone, 
"Rest in piss, hope you enjoyed our little gift!" 
The twins stood back to admire the mess they had made, the entire graveyard, and the site they had pissed on especially, in a state of absolute disarray, their scent lingering heavy in the air. The duo ran off into the night, laughing as they headed back towards their home, wanting to get back before their mom discovered that they were missing and up to no good.