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{WP} With great honor - Nikolai - 8/19/2026

For Princess Fairytale for Ancestral Day!


First he'd wanted to know what all the fuss was about.

All the wolves of Tianlong had seemed to gather in one place this morning, an ornately-decorated alcove off to the side and away from the general riffraff. They were busy placing flowers and piling up stores of succulent meats, speaking in hushed murmurs as they wove between each other with a practiced rhythm; they were preparing for something, but what, he couldn't tell.

Right now, he was wholly focused on a tender cut of deer-thigh someone had just left behind.

Nikolai licked his lips and crept forward on the paws of a petty thief to try and get away with it.

... Hopefully no one would spot him...


RE: {WP} With great honor - Fairytale - 8/20/2026

Fairytale's attention drifted across the bustling feast, her cloudy blue eyes reducing the world to its usual collection of colorful shapes and vague, moving blobs.

Then—

A little blob caught her attention.

Fairytale's ears perked. She stopped mid-step. Her nose twitched.

...Pppuuuppppyyyy.

A tiny one, too.

The Rose Bride immediately crouched slightly, squinting toward the little thief attempting to sneak away with his stolen piece of deer. Her tail began to wag.

Awwwwww.

She could have taken him. She absolutely could have. He was tiny. Portable. Adorable. But Fairytale's nose worked considerably better than her eyes, and there was something else mixed into the puppy's scent. Familiarity. Home. Someone who would undoubtedly notice if their precious little puppy suddenly vanished.

Fairytale frowned thoughtfully.

...Damn.

She supposed she couldn't just steal every cute thing she encountered. Not without consequences, anyway.

So instead, Fairytale lowered herself dramatically into a play bow, forelegs stretched forward and her rump raised high into the air. Her tail whipped back and forth with tremendous enthusiasm.

She held the position. She stared at the little blob. Her ears perked. Her tail wagged harder.

...Play? Fairytale's grin widened. PLAY?! She bounced backward a few steps, then immediately dropped back into another exaggerated play bow.

Obviously. Clearly. Unmistakably. This was the universal signal for I WANT TO PLAY WITH YOU.

Right?

RIGHT???

Nikolai

RE: {WP} With great honor - Nikolai - 8/20/2026


If he'd been a slightly less shitty, child, Nik would have immediately succumbed to his baser instincts and echoed the stranger's play-bow with vibrant enthusiasm.

But this was Nikolai.

He did like to play, mind - that wasn't the issue - but there was something far more enticing and far less readily available than another tussle just out of arm's reach. Anyway, he was so small, he almost never won! What was the point of playing if you couldn't win?

The pup licked his lips. Despite his current goal, his little tail still wagged, and every paw twitched with the effort of not mimicking the stranger's posture as she enticed him to join in on the fun she promised.

Unfortunately he as yet lacked the verbosity to express his innermost desires and the dastardly plan formulating within to execute them.

Play... there? he said slyly, lifting a paw and pointing toward the succulent cut of meat nearby. Hungry. If you help, I share?

Not a lot, of course, but he needed a bargaining chip.

To demonstrate his willingness, Nik abruptly dropped into his own play-stance and wiggled in a way that suggested he wanted her to chase him toward the snack... where they might be able to discreetly swipe it away from the festivities.


RE: {WP} With great honor - Fairytale - 8/23/2026

Fairytale's ears perked.

Hungry.

The word landed squarely in the scrambled corridors of her ancient, increasingly questionable brain. Her cloudy eyes narrowed toward the tiny fire colored blob baby.

Oh.
Ohhhhh.

So that's what this was. The little thing wanted food. Fairytale glanced toward the feast, then back toward Nikolai. Her nose twitched as she took in the scents surrounding them—roasted meat, fermented fruit, spices, flowers, dozens upon dozens of unfamiliar wolves. Her mind began connecting dots that probably should not have been connected.

Hungry baby.
Baby wants food.
Baby points toward Chinese food.
Baby wants Fairytale to steal Chinese food.

Fairytale's ears slowly flattened.

No.
No, no, no.

She had already pissed off the people of China once. She was not getting the Wraith of China after her again. Especially not without a convenient supply of drugs to make everyone suddenly forget how angry they were. Opium her beloved has not been created just yet! She must work without it!

Fairytale's expression became intensely serious. She stared at Nikolai. Nikolai stared back. Fairytale stared at the meat. Then at Nikolai. Then back at the meat. Her nose wrinkled. I see what you're doing. She lowered herself until she was closer to his level, squinting suspiciously at him. You're hungry.

A pause. And you want me to get you food. Fairytale's head tilted. Probably from the nice Chinese people who are currently hosting this entire gigantic fucking party. Her tail flicked. And then I'm supposed to take it, aren't I? She leaned closer. And then they're going to get mad. Another beat. Her ears drooped. And then they're going to chase me. Fairytale's expression became increasingly horrified. And then I'm going to have to run. She shuddered dramatically.

Again.

For several seconds, Fairytale simply stared at the puppy. Then her expression abruptly changed. A mischievous grin spread across her muzzle. Nope. She sat back on her haunches. I'm not hungry. Her tail gave a little wag. But... Fairytale's cloudy eyes narrowed playfully. We can play Hot Potato. She paused. You know how to play Hot Potato?

She glanced toward the piece of meat he had been trying to steal. Then back at him. Her grin widened. If you don't, I can teach you. Fairytale rose to her paws and bounced once, practically vibrating with enthusiasm. It's easy! You hold something, you pass it to someone else, they pass it back, and nobody gets to keep it for very long. Her ears perked. And if somebody drops it... She leaned forward conspiratorially. They lose. A wicked little giggle escaped her.

So what do you say, baby boy? Fairytale's tail wagged rapidly. Wanna play?

Nikolai