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Jetfire winced as Bloodystar grabbed her paw and pulled it over the flame and began to speak. This was wrong, so wrong. Why wasn't anyone doing anything to stop this madness? She was shaking as his first vow was spoken, the vine beginning to wrap around her paw to bind it to his. The feeling of it made her skin crawl as she itched to pull away, rip the vine into shreds, and stuff the candle in his mouth before taking off. She could fell his eyes boring into her as he waited on her to say something. Wait she had to say something? What in the Sun God's name was she supposed to vow to do? Her throat was tight, at first no sounds came forth from her lips but finally her tone dropped "And I vow to help you get what you deserve" she added darkly, an all to familiar look in her eyes. The same look her mother had given him
We need an authority figure... heck I am an authority figure // Springclan Deputy
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Post by Nova on Aug 30, 2020 11:39:08 GMT -5
Scorchedwhisker sat at the edge of the crowed watching the train wreck of a wedding. The tom cat curled his lip at the sight, wishing Funkson would just shut up and deal with it like the rest of them. It wasn’t their place to say anything. Bloodystar was the leader. That was the end of it. Scorchedwhisker let his claws slide out of their sheaths momentarily before he sheathed them again.
Shadeflower, on the other hand, couldn’t help but nod softly at Funkson’s interruption. Poor Jetfire... no one had any idea of what was to happen. The mottled tortoiseshell felt her heart drop when she realized what Bloodystar was doing. This was wrong, and even he had to realize it. Did his madness know no bounds? Hopefully this was the only forced wedding the clan would have to watch.
Newresidence scrambled to his paws as he saw his annoying little half sibling run towards the ceremony springs. The long legged tom sprang after the bengal. He was going to personally teach Funkson a lesson. He would drag the young cat out kicking and screaming if he had to. He was closing the gap and swiped out a paw to try and grab at Funkson's back leg, but all he met was thin air.
Discordantmelody saw Funkson break way from Festeringfruit and chuckled. She thought her brother was a little bit more capable than that. She slipped away from her post and casually made her way down the hill, the final guard between her High Priest and her littermate.
Bloodystar was not watching the growing brawl. His eyes were on Jetfire's and was well aware of the hidden meaning in her words. He decided to ignore it or assume the best, it didn't matter what Jetfire wanted anymore, this was well above her control, "I vow to raise our kits and many kits to come to be exemplary Warriors. Powerful, intelligent and loyal, they will become the brightest stars in SunClan and bring a new era of prosperity upon us." He wrapped the vine around their arms two more times, one for her vow and one for his second, looking at her expectantly for her next one. The flame burned brighter with each twist of the vine.
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 11:48:18 GMT -5
Lastaffair thought this whole thing was rather amusing. The tall tortoiseshell really didn't care about the wedding, but she certainly enjoyed the chaos. As such, when Funkson raced past, she let him... but when her littermate neared, she casually shifted to the side, her paw directly in his path at the absolute last possible moment.
Funkson grinned at Discordantmelody, not paying much mind to who was following them, or what was going on. "Fine day to crash a wedding isn't it?" They purred, though whether from distance or just blatantly ignoring them, they didn't really expect their sibling to respond.
Timesquandor had been sitting next to his sister for the ceremony; he usually found her for big events and this time it would serve a good purpose. The bronze tom noticed her tense, and as she reached out he suddenly lunged, grabbing her by the scruff and dragging her back away from Newresidence, perhaps a little too late to save him.
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 11:58:05 GMT -5
Lastaffair, of course, finding herself grabbed by her brother, twisted in an attempt to get out of his grip, smacking him in the face with a paw. "What's that for!?"
Newresidence hadn't noticed his littermate Lastaffair stick her paw out as he went racing after Funkson. His front paw tripped over her's and sent him tumbling forward in a tangled messed of a somersault. He let out a small yelp as he ended up on his back with the wind knocked out of him. Confused on what had happened he laid there for a few moments before crawling to his paws.
“Stop trying to interrupt their ceremony,” he told Lastaffair sternly as he let her go, “this is a serious event. Apologies, Newresidence, you know how our sister can be.”
Festeringfruit shook his head at the chaotic mess his siblings were bound to start making.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Aug 30, 2020 12:06:36 GMT -5
Jetfire's muscles tensed, the vines becoming tighter and tighter, forcing her to lean into Bloodystar until their pelts were brushing up against one another. He knew that Bloodystar would feel her shudder, the thoughts of more kits to come making her sick to her stomach. Raising her siblings and claiming the kits she was already carrying and binding his soul to hers wasn't enough? Of course it wasn't. He would know that the kits she carried weren't his, but the only cat who could refute that claim now had rejected he and wouldn't speak up. Not with her sister standing at their side. Her gaze found them in the crowd, her sister leaning into Sorrowfularia their tails intertwined whispering into his ear. It made her nauseous, or maybe that was just the feeling of Bloodystar's body against hers or the pregnancy "I vow our kits will grow up to be strong and brave, in the image of the best tom that I know"
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 12:12:32 GMT -5
Lastaffair sat up, rolling her eyes. "Nah, no apologies, seeing Newresidence trip over his own four paws his hysterical." She answered, snickering. "Didn't take you for the clumsy type." The tortoiseshell answered, mock innocent.
At least their half-sibling had helped them get farther along. Now, Funkson was right up in front of Discordantmelody, and flashing a chaotic smile at her. "Come on, just let me through." They suggested, already trying to dance around their sister. There was no hard feelings here, Funkson was here for the drama, and little else. Jadie
Resilientbloom did her best to hide her discomfort. Her siblings all were perfectly happy accepting Bloodystar's 'Love and Affection'. But maybe it was because she'd been forced to be a janus so early, and so young. Taking the place of her father that though outwardly Bloodystar projected this appearance of love. It felt rotten to it's core.
She was very glad when he sent them away to leave him with Jetfire. As Resilientbloom wasn't sure she could hide her look of discomfort for long.
Goldengrace grit her teeth as she watched this ceremony, she sat beside Shadeflower. As she watched it go down she placed her paw over her friends to remind her to not show too much support for Funkson.
And also to request the other's support, because watching this made her heart hurt. Though Jetfire didn't show it, Goldengrace knew that Jetfire did not love Bloodystar. Her eyes showed none of the love she'd seen in Satinlights gaze towards Bloody, or in Silverfringe's gaze towards Sorrowfularia. And especially none of the pure devotion their parents had for each other.
This was an abomination, and as her emotions worsened she pressed closer to Shadeflower, trying hard not to break down.
Tenebrouspaw though sat back and watched the show the apprentice's tail flicking behind him as he watched it all go down, whiskers twitching in bemusement. What a lovely production this all was. He recalled Squirrelleap talking about Skipstep and Littlestar's wedding when he'd returned to NightClan, but he doubted it was this entertaining.
The drama, the grinding other cats down, the flames of rebellion and conflict being stoked. All coming together in the background of one forced marriage.
Tenebrouspaw grinned and his tail flicked behind him. He'd made the right call coming here. There was much chaos to be had. At this rate SunClan would build into a powder keg that would take it all down, and he was quite excited to be able to dance in the flames.
Post by Summerthyme on Aug 30, 2020 12:19:32 GMT -5
It took everything in Fernskip to not speak up for Jetfires case. But she consults risk herself being among those imprisoned . She stood tall in her place watching on. Not picking a side. Just watching. She didn’t want to interfere or cause confusion. Her eyes settled on Jetfire. An apology bright in her eyes.
Edited Aug 30, 2020 12:20:49 GMT -5 By Summerthyme
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 12:21:49 GMT -5
Of course, Silverfringe had a great idea. More rocks. Bloodystar seemed to attract stones like a magnet, so why not oblige? Sorrowfularia was more than close enough to at least get close, and just enough in the crowd they might not be picked out as easily. SO, they picked up a rock, and chucked it, then another, then another.
And of course, Ryn was helping guard. He was about to help Discordantmelody when.... the stupid Janus hit him again! His gaze whipped around, looking for Ruinedportrait immediately.
The she-cat in question lowered her paw from her face just as the black tom looked her way, she had been doing her best to hide her yawns. This time she wasn't trying to be blatantly disrespectful, she just didn't sleep enough the night before. She hadn't even noticed her litter-mate had started throwing rocks again until it was too late, the way she'd met Ryn's gaze was likely all the admission of guilt he would need. Honeystorm
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 12:32:44 GMT -5
His gaze darkened as it caught Ruinedportrait's. What was it with her and rocks, and throwing them at him? Ryn's expression was hardly kind, rather, it promised punishment for her continuing to push his buttons.
"Ya know, I can't quite figure out why you are doing this. If you leave Bloodystar alone long enough he'll hang his own noose. Wouldn't you rather be around to see that show instead of this sham wedding?," Discordantmelody saw Funskon's lips moving but of course could not make our their words. She didn't care much for what the other she-cat said anyway, it wouldn't change what she was trying to say, which, for the record, was only for Funkson's ears, "You aren't listening... guess we'll do things the hard way."
The calico she-cat joined Funkson in her strange little dancing fight, matching it pretty well and not giving her littermate an opening, "You first."
Bloodystar rested his head against Jetfire's as he wound the last couple of bits of vine tightly around their forearms, "I, Bloodystar, take you, Jetfire, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, till death do us part. I vow, as you will, to love you as you love me, through all hardship, darkness, and pain to reach for our joys, our hopes, always through the SunClan's holy ordinance. This kiss will bound our souls and strengthen our connections from now until the end of time. I love you, Jetfire." He'd never said before, and he took that small gasp of surprise it brought as the perfect chance to kiss her.
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 12:42:48 GMT -5
"Boredom." That's all Funkson replied with, making sure to speak slow, since she seemed to be outright ignoring them. It was pretty much only that. They feinted right, getting almost withing reach of Discordantmelody, then leaped, trying to get behind her to interrupt. Sure, Bloodystar would destroy himself soon enough, but where was the fun in just letting everything happen that way? Why not add a little spice to it all.
Newresidence head whipped in the direction of Lastaffair. He should of known that his chaotic sister would try something. A deep growl rumbled in his throat as he slowly padded towards Lastaffair and Timesquandor. "I was trying to make their ceremony continue to go peacefully. Because that idiot over there is trying to disrupt the wedding." He hissed at his sister.
Post by Honeystorm on Aug 30, 2020 12:45:56 GMT -5
"Aand? So what. Let you sibling get themselves thrown in prison. What's a wedding without an objection?" Lastaffair simply smiled in amusement. "Stop getting your tail in a twist. Tyrant lackey isn't a good look on you."
