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"Only moments after Birchtalon (Consuela) and Frevidsummer (Pao) were announced as a couple they were forcibly herded into a small cozy den before being sealed inside with some large rocks. They were each told that they would be confined in the den for twenty-four hours together before their wedding would take place the following night. Within the cozy den were an assortment of flowers and herbs strung about the den. The scent was strong, thick with the aroma of lavender and vanilla. Both scents meant to be soothing agents to force a calm relaxing vibe. Off to the left side were an assortment of foliage, freshly cut flowers and other decorations meant for the couple to decorate one another with for their upcoming wedding. The more extravagant and detailed the couple would accessorize themselves with, the more it symbolized a happy marriage. They could not dress themselves up, only each other.
This is the time for the couple to exchange pleasantries, get to know one another, and plan their futures together."
(if you would like a wedding thread later on, please message me or one of the staff, thank you.)
Frevidsummer was surprised by how quickly everyone was paired following Wintrystar's own wedding. To think, her two adopted daughters had just been questioning her at the wedding when the Gods would bless her with someone to love and here she was, entering the den for all lovers before their wedding.
The talk of marriages was a running joke in Birchtalon’s day to day, especially amoungst his own brother and Chestnutspeck since the minute the rumors popped up in camp. It was a odd idea to say the least for the ex-rouge. It was unheard of in the white warrior’s previous lifestyle in a rouge group so it seemed more like a joke than anything to take serious concern with… until he was paired with one of his own clan mates. There was no time to even think through what had happened before the large brute of a cat was shoved into a small den. For some cat’s the den would have seemed cozy and safe, but for Birchtalon, who was used to his freedom (both literally and figuratively) the situation was strenuous and overbearing, though it didn’t show on his exterior.
He turned as his matched pair entered the den, a fiery orange she-cat he had seen around camp but never quite talked to. He remembered the name Frevidsummer in the announcement made earlier.
“Well… I’ll be honest, I didn’t think this whole marriage thing would be more than a punchline.” Birchtalon started half-cheerfully, his signature crooked smile was more crooked thanks to the discomfort he felt with the idea as a whole. He was never a settle down kind of tom. There was nothing intimidating about she-cats to say the least, on the contrary, he was a stickler for his suave ways.
(ok so this the plot I have in mind for Frevidsummer. I'm thinking maybe they divorce later since he likes his flings and all that and she becomes friendly with another tom, or people at least believe she is and so Birchtalon isn't revealed as the father right away maybe allowing that to be a part of the plot later on? Even though she and him are still friendly. Maybe they actually get back together later just before she leaves and no one was aware
Frevidsummer has been supportive of the changes in WinterClan as of late. Taken on the idea of Gods and marriages with grace, even adopted two kits as a result of the whole thing. Brindlekit and Rosekit are hers and now they have a new step-father from the arranged marriages in the form of Birchtalon. Only problem, in all of the marriages, Frigidpaw was imprisoned for murder. He deserved it, for he did murder a clanmate, but at the same time, no one took in the problem of his mental disorder. Frigidpaw was in a state of manic behavior when he lashed out at Espressopaw while out on patrol. Problem is, Frigidpaw didn't realize that Espressopaw wasn't an outsider trespassing until after he'd attacked already and managed to land a killing blow to the throat. Frevidsummer, one of the few who loves and cares for Frrigidpaw in all of his madness, wants her brother free. But she knows WinterClan will never allow that, and when Cloudywinter and her siblings begin to fight for custody of Brindlekit and Rosekit (who are now revealed to be descendants to Goldenstar and related to the three siblings), she sees an out. By giving the kits to their new family (aka Cloudywinter and her siblings) to be raised into proper WinterClan cats, she can escape with Frigidpaw into the abyss to safety and happiness. One problem, okay two. She loves her adopted daughters and has found a lover in the clan. Frevidsummer has fallen for Birchtalon, and when she leaves, its while carrying his kits. Though she doesn't known she's carrying until a little while later. But she must leave, for only she knows how to acre for Frigidpaw in all of his mental states besides to just lock him up and hope he becomes right in the head. She understands her little brother, and wants to see him happy. SO she makes this sacrifice to allow him to see the light of day again. When the kits are born, not very old, she brings them back and leaves them to be raised in WinterClan, for life on the run is not suitable for any kits.
Frevidsummer smiled, soft and warm, a blush found it's way to her face though she knew it wouldn't show. Well, she could say her intended wasn't boring in the least bit. "Frevidsummer, not sure we've met before but I...I thought I've seen you around with Rowanstrike? Are you friends?" The other tom had been present when Frigidpaw had committed his crime and so she had gone to him to ask his perspective on the situation, hoping to find something to free her brother from prison. But it was to no avail, now a month since that fretful day, she was meeting her intended for the first time and trying to find some common ground between them for conversation. Frevidsummer was kind and gentle, but with a fury like a burning forest. Though it took a long time for her to get to that point, she'd nearly reached in during her brother's private trial with Wintrystar and the other Blessed. (psst there was no trial thread but I'm going with there having been one cus I plan to get those to be a thing later in life). But she'd had time to cool and to visit her brother since then and care for her adopted daughters. Things that brought her fiery spirit back to normal, or as normal as she could be now. She twitched, shifted and readjusted her position in nervousness. This would be her story for her next visit to see Frigidpaw, surely he'd see some humor in it.
