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Northfall
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Species
Mixed wolf

Sex
Female (She/Her)

Age
4 months (2/13/2026)

Height
Tall

Weight
Heavy

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Sky blue

Fur
Black with dusky cream & burnished gold

Scent
Ginger & lingering smoke

Oddities
Longer tufts of fur at her ankles & pointed ears

Mark of Mythris
Idle motes of light

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3L - 2S - 3V

Bold • Theatrical • Romantic • Eager • The road to Hell is paved with good intentions
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So engrossed was she in her current activity, Roskva didn't notice her sister's approach until it was too late.

There was a sudden whoosh of air behind her punctuated by the sound of some terrible, multi-layered war cry, and she shot up at the precise moment Kvitrafn's makeshift club sliced through what was meant to be empty space toward a glowing sphere - now occupied by her head. The connection was thunderous and immediate, the hollow sound of wood making contact with solid meat reverberating against the icy walls of Northfall's cave system.

Roskva, surprisingly, did not fall.

She wobbled a great deal, that was for sure, but as the little Viking princess steadied herself, a dull ringing began to sound in her ears as she tried to focus her gaze on the offending sibling.

Kvit... Kvit, Roskva mumbled. Wha... what's that?

Her eyes had shifted down, down toward the stony earth, and there lying perfectly whole between them was a single tooth.

A canine tooth.

Roskva felt around her gumline with her tongue. Where an upper left canine should have been was now an empty pocket of space, and she could taste the faintest trace of blood.

Aw, MAN - she started as tears began to well in her eyes, distraught over the loss of one of her fangs - but then she remembered something. As understanding settled over her, a grin unfurled across her muzzle, slow and deliberate, stretching wider with every passing second until it nearly consumed her entire face. She turned toward Kvitrafn looking utterly deranged.

This just meant an even bigger fang was going to come in sooner! Her real fang!

Woohoo! Fank you!

Her tail wagged.

Now get the rest!

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Messages In This Thread
Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Roskva - 5/21/2026, 1:51 PM
RE: Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Roskva - 6/3/2026, 10:49 PM
RE: Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Roskva - 6/4/2026, 12:51 PM
RE: Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Roskva - 6/4/2026, 2:12 PM
RE: Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Sreda - 6/10/2026, 12:41 AM
RE: Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Roskva - 6/17/2026, 6:34 PM
RE: Who wants a knuckle sandwich? - by Kvitrafn - 6/21/2026, 10:46 AM

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