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{WP} HELLO MY NAME IS - - Roskva - 8/13/2026

Set during the week of Tianlong's wedding!

Looking for Tiberi x Shiloh kids! Finn Eden Leona Huron Rose Eirlys Oberon (I'm not writing with myself who am I kidding)


Weddings were weird.

Something something about the incredible power of love, two souls united for eternity, lots of kissing and hugging and crying, and all Roskva wanted to do was play. She'd spent the duration of the ceremony bouncing in place, eyes wandering from the happy couple and sweeping across the gathered crowd.

There were other kids here! Lots of other kids.

Her eyes dilated.

They'd spent the remainder of the day feasting and mingling with the other attendees, and Roskva was a little confused to see how familiar her mother seemed to be with some of the others here - apparently there was a whole world of history she knew nothing about.

But her gaze kept shifting toward the silhouettes of other children playing on the far side of the gathering.

Evening eventually fell, with Roskva having missed any chance at introducing herself to the pup population until the next morning. She spent the whole night awake, lying on her stomach with her chin pressed to the floor until at last dawn broke and the first rays of light entered the guest den.

With feverish excitement she leapt to her paws and bolted outside.

HELLO? she barked, picking a random direction and trotting ahead. HELLO? I'M ROSKVA! I'M FROM NORTHFALL! WANNA PLAY?



RE: {WP} HELLO MY NAME IS - - Finn - 8/13/2026

Skill : 「 Bulldozer 1/5 」
It was dawn. Finn had only been awake for roughly 6 minutes but he was able to fulfill a lot of very important tasks! He rolled down a small hill to see if it was safe for Eden to conquer, he chased some critter he was pretty sure was a squirrel (but it was green and bald, maybe the squirrels here were different), he got a twig stuck between his toes while doing a very important experiment and NOT by accident, he also loudly whispered to a sleeping sibling that he was definitely getting bigger and was gonna be as big a momma in a few days! He was certain of it.

But his master list of daily activities derailed when a voice loudly called through the forest. Finn’s head jerked to the side as another one of those weird, green squirrels scurried away from the sound. It hadn’t taken much (or any) convincing to lure the boy out once the question to play hung in the air.

Finn ran—galloped?—forth, maw hanging open as a big, goofy smile spread to his face and his tongue lolled out the side. Someone wanted to play! With HIM! AND IT WASN'T THE UGLY BALD SQUIRREL! At least he assumed.

HEY! as loud as his voice could yell, it echoed. It was ROSKVA! FROM NORTHFALL! Can you believe it? Here, of all places! NORTHFALL’S VERY OWN ROSKVA!

….

…. who was Roskva and what was Northfall?

HEY! he yelled again, getting closer—at least he assumed so. Finn tripped a few times, tumbling over his own feet and the various twigs and foliage he wasn’t familiar with. Like a bat out of hell, he barreled through some particularly large leaves. He made it! Disheveled and covered in various debris, but he was finally within the sights of Roskva.

Green eyes lit up eagerly, his tail almost falling off from the speed it wagged. M’FINN N M’THA BABY! that he was. The sweetest babiest brother of all. PLAY?


RE: {WP} HELLO MY NAME IS - - Roskva - 8/13/2026

Skill: Bulldozer


At last.

Someone who matched her energy.

Someone normal!

Finn's entrance might have been a spectacle to anyone else, but to Roskva, it was simply par for the course. Her mouth split into a wide grin, overjoyed in every way to see her Brand New Best Friend as he crashed through the underbrush and slid to a halt only a few yards away. Bits of twigs and leaves stuck out of his fur like some kind of eldritch forest horror, and although she could tell he was younger by a little bit, he sure was big for his age - and sturdy!

HI FINN! she shouted back, unnecessary as it was given their proximity. HI FINN THE BABY! I'M ROSKVA!

... She suddenly paused to think, fretfully calculating whether or not she was also the baby. There was a peculiar silence between them during this moment, and if he tried to speak out, she would lift a paw to shush him while the cogs of her mind slowly but surely came to a very important conclusion.

... M'not the baby, but I AM A VIKING PRINCESS WARRIOR!

That sounded almost as good as being the baby, she thought.

PLAY!

Without waiting, Roskva charged at her Brand New Best Friend with the full intention of trying to knock him down. She needed to assess his sturdiness for future endeavors.



RE: {WP} HELLO MY NAME IS - - Finn - 8/13/2026

Skill : 「 Bulldozer 2/5 」
Finn’s paws tapped excitedly in a little dance as Roskva shouted back to him. His lips parted but before he could also scream back, a paw shushed him. His tail still whipped as she held the silence between them.

New information. Roskva was not the baby. But she was—

Finn’s eyes went wide.

A Viking. Princess. Warrior. She was somehow all those things at once. His young, tiny brain short-circuited at the sheer idea of being all of those things. WOAH! was all he managed in response to her valiant title. That was it. It was the coolest thing he’d ever heard in his entire two months of life.

There was no time to process the fact that Roskva, the Viking Princess Warrior, was charging at him. Finn’s body acted on some strange instinct as his mind strayed. Maybe he should have dodged, or at the very least he should have braced for impact. Despite what his body should have done, instead it rammed into her at full force, making the impact more jarring than it would have been had he just stood still.

The two collided quickly. An attempted tackle here, a lack of coordination there, overgrown paws everywhere. Finn was BIG, but not big enough to sustain the full brunt of Roskva, the Viking Princess Warrior. He ended up falling, half from her force and half from his own lack of coordination. But hey, it ain’t over till the fat lady sings!

When in doubt, mouth it out.

Finn opened his jaws, eager to have a toothy-mouth war with the larger pup. With his back against the grass, his more opened wider.

Afterward, he would have to ask her how he could become a Viking Princess warrior!

Hm.

…What was a Viking? And what was a Princess?


RE: {WP} HELLO MY NAME IS - - Roskva - 8/13/2026

Skill: Bulldozer


His reaction nearly sent her into the stratosphere. He thought she was cool! Which was great, because she also thought she was cool, but now this only confirmed it!

'Wait until Kvitrafn finds out! Who needs to be the baby when you can be a Viking Princess Warrior!'

Maybe Finn would be lucky enough to grow up into a Viking Princess Warrior, too - he sure had the raw grit and determination of one.

And then they met in the air.

Despite her superior age, height, weight, strength, brains, beauty, and sheer natural talent, Roskva was surprised to find her own footing compromised as she stumbled backwards and landed square on her rump with an 'oof!'. Whatever part of her had taken the brunt of their impact had already settled into a dull, general ache about her person, and the Viking Princess Warrior shook her head to get the stars out of her eyes.

Wow, she said admiringly. Finn the baby was really strong for a - well, a baby!

But as her lips parted to utter this, her opponent had already snaked his head up from his position sprawled on the ground and grabbed hold of her lower jaw in a power maneuver. No one had ever done that before! She just learned a new move!

Gnrraaack - hhhaagghhh - Roskva breathed noisily, trying to unhook her teeth from his. Her mouth was bigger (inherently, even for her age), and as she worked at the motion, her ultimate goal was to encase his entire muzzle within her cavernous cheeks and force-hold the pup into submission.

But man, he was slippery.

And slobbery.

Anyway, Roskva slobbered back and tried to give as good as she got.