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"Only moments after Windyhurricane (Faith) and Sweetcrema (Summerthyme) 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.)
Windyhurricane stared awkwardly at Sweetcrema, his paw bashfully rubbing behind his neck. Windyhurricane was a massive tom, or at least probably was, it was hard to tell with the dense thick fur what was height and what was matted up hair. He had grey fur with a blue grey mask across his eyes. His legs looked splotched in mud or maybe that was just his natural fur color. There were twigs, leaves, and other natural debris tangled in the storm of his fur giving him an exotic, weirdly salty ocean like smell.
"I have a mate back in SummerClan," He said honestly.
Post by Summerthyme on Sept 28, 2020 15:02:31 GMT -5
“Well if that ain’t a solid start to a marriage I don’t know what is.” Sweetcrema laughed her chest vibrating unexpectedly with a purr. Perhaps it was how nervous she was, maybe it was the sinking feeling in her gut that hit her following his words. She was always doomed to uncertainty and loveless relationships.
“Well we either claw our way out of here and tell them to eat crow or we play our part for WinterClan and not get thrown in the prison.” I’ll let you decide.
Sweetcrema moves to the other side of the den. The little bit of light filtering in the cracks throughout the den illuminating her thin but long amber brown pelt as she settled down and plunged against the wall resting her tail out beside her like a fan.
"Oh, I'm fine playing along, absolutely," Windyhurricane said far too quickly, "I was born in WinterClan's prison, I never want to go back there, well unless it's to hangout with my mentor Frostcloud, but other than that I want nothing to do with it. But I also recognize that this marriage is final so even though I'm not your chosen mate, if there's anything I can do for you I will. I hope that sounds polite and not creepy or anything," He said, staring at her apologetically before she even gave him an answer.
Post by Summerthyme on Sept 28, 2020 19:29:10 GMT -5
“I am only half WinterClan. So I am grateful they allow me to be here at all. So if a marriage is what they want a marriage is what they will get. Although I think the whole point of this is to encourage kits for the clan.” She rose to her paws and gave him a dutiful look. “I know you love another she-cat and that’s fine. Just help me do my best for my clan and be a good father to kits and I will be satisfied.”
If he wasn’t willing to have kits with a cat he didn’t love she wasn’t sure what she was going to do. Call this whole thing off and sit in silent darkness for a whole day?
Windyhurricane short circuited, there was no display of movement from him, only a continuous sound.
"hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
She had definitely broke him for a moment before his head snapped back from a tilted position into a straightened one, "I have to ask Stormgazer first." He said with what possibly followed by a small whimper at the thought of asking his mate to have kits with another she-cat who was unexpectedly his mate.
"I mean don't get me wrong if I was single and you wanted a family I would in a heartbeat. But it would be disloyal of me to not even talk about it with her and," He said as he sat down next to Sweetcrema staring into her eyes with sincerity, "I'm really sorry you got paired with me when I have a mate in another clan. That's not fair, if you find someone else I would obviously not be jealous. But also while we're decreed as mates I want you to know that if you need me for anything I'll be there. So... Maybe after the wedding we can go talk to Stormgazer in SummerClan?"
(I can start a rp with them in SummerClan if you're up for it)
Post by Summerthyme on Sept 29, 2020 14:18:43 GMT -5
(Love it! Let’s do it!)
She nodded in understanding. If Stormgazer said no she worries her worth to WinterClan would be soiled even more. Winterystar would surely think she was broken. Incapable of having its. Despite weather Stormgazer said yes or not she would find a way then. Even if Windyhurricane wasn’t their real father. No one but they had to know that.
“We can go see her after the wedding.” She meowed as she moved closer snatching up a little branch of holly with its red berries still attached and placing them on Windyhurricane’s head. She arranged it so it looked like a crown. The berries like little red gems. She rested her gaze on his. “My marriage to you was arranged because I am a half blood. The likeliness of me finding someone else that winterystar approves is very slim.”
“I will accept the fate self to me” she shrugged stepping back to view her work with the holly.
