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Set during the week of Tianlong's wedding!

Looking for Alder x Solvi kids! Solana Yelena Hemlock Hazel Stellan Nikolai (I'm still not writing with myself but it feels proper to tag anyway thanks OCD)

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The hunt continued for...

Cousins, allegedly. Whatever a cousin was. She was very specifically looking for her Uncle's kids; his name was Alder, and he was a great big red fellow with a very concerned face while his mate was a petite lady the color of sunshine with a smile to match.

A weird pair, but apparently it worked.

She didn't care either way.

HELLO, COUSINS? COUSINS?? she crowed into the air. HI! I'm Roskva!

No response.

Roskva frowned and stomped her paw.

I said, HELLO! I'm your cousin ROSKVA! I'm from Northfall!

A small flock of startled birds flew abruptly overhead, causing her to duck instinctively; but no other sound could be heard save for the distant chatter of partygoers.

Come oooonnnn! she whined, My moms and I gotta leave soon!

Oh- hello!

Solana squeaks out in high pitch as she comes in a flurry to whoever it was yelling for her. Roskva, she had said! This girl was far bigger than her, yet still not bigger than her daddy! Daddy would come if she proved to be any trouble- but why on earth would she???

Solana had no need to ever have fear before. In fact, she probably didn't even know what that meant. Speaking of ignorance…

What's cousin? She said as the little girl bounded all around the other. Like a chihuahua pup trying to play with a rottie. Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi!! She was only two months old, so her vocabulary was rather limited as it were.

Although he would never admit it, Stellan was a bit…overwhelmed by the sheer number of wolves who had come to attend the party. A festival of sorts that he had yet to fully understand. But he had come because he didn’t want to be left behind, and though his fear was a lump in his chest, his desire to experience (really, his FOMO) was too great for him to ignore.

And so he had come, he had watched, and he found himself content with just that. Watching. Thinking. Not speaking. And staying as close to his siblings as he could.

Still, though, he did look at the rest in awe as the adults ambled about. Confident and sure of themselves, he knew.

However, it was the screaming of another voice that had brought Stellan out of his thoughts, as his stare had glazed over the silhouettes of moving bodies in the distance.

And then, with the shriek and the stomping of someone’s foot, Stellan blinked himself back to consciousness.

What—?

He heard Solana’s voice come next, and for a moment, his brows furrowed. Who was she talking to? And what was a cousin?

Curiously, he rose to his paws and trotted carefully toward his sister’s side before briefly sending a narrowed gaze toward the very loud “cousin” between them.

Who are you? He asked.

And boy was she large!

He wondered how she’d look against the height of his brother, Nik…

And then Stellan smirked, amused with that train of thought.

You are tall.

Something small and fuzzy suddenly shot in from the outer frame of her peripheral. Roskva made several tight rotations as she tried to track the figure leaping around her in a circle, but the thing was too fast, too little - after spinning in place a few more rounds she felt her eyes cross, and she stopped for a moment to collect her bearings as the world shifted woozily around her.

As her blurred vision began to settle, she did catch a whiff of something familiar - kinda like Sreda, but more diluted. Was this a cousin?

Surely it must be!

Roskva managed to focus on the little figure yipping below her, and she immediately noted the tufts of fur about her ankles that the Callosum family exhibited as a dominant family trait. Ah-hah! The Northfall princess held up one of her own tufted forelimbs, waggling it in front of her younger cousin excitedly.

COUSIN!

And then there was another one!

Wow!

Hi! I'm Roskva! I'm, um, um, she sputtered, brain shorting out as she struggled to try and define what 'cousin' meant in relation to them. One of my mamas is Sreda! Your, um... aunt? I think? She's dark and spooky and super awesome with a fuc- I mean messed up eye that GLOWS!

No doubt they would be impressed, for she clearly had the coolest lineage in all of Mythris.

My other mama is Queen Wardruna of Northfall, which makes me a Viking Warrior Princess! So of course I'm tall. Who're you?!

Solana did her best to still herself as the other began to sway, afraid that she might step on her and so stared at her wide-eyed directly in front of her until Roskva regained her composure. To which then she would lift a large paw with feathered ankles. They matched her own!

Her brother came. Her protective, stoic brother who looked closer to her in coating than any of her other siblings, but he had a scattering of snow flakes all over his body. She didn't quite have all that… Actually, now that Stellan was here, she realized her cousin's ears matched his too!

Cousin! She now spoke with agreed enthusiasm, jumping in her placement and wriggling her rump as her tail waged wildly behind her. Your mama's a Queen?? Did you hear Stellan - a Queen. Solana passed her eyes between her brother at her side and the older pup who towered over them. Woah… so cool. A Viking Warrior Princess.

I'm Solana. She introduced after the awe had finished dazzling her. Auntie Sreda. Daddy had said. He is Alder. As they were traveling in their large group here, she had seen many wolves, but of course the one who had been mentioned as her aunt with the one pale, cloudy eye definitely stood out. She was spooooky. Solana quivered as a chill ran down her spine and out the end of her tail.

Mama is Solvi, the bestest healer ever! She would be a good healer too, she had decided. Just like her mama! After all, she didn't imagine seeing herself as a great Sentry like her daddy.