#kuri asks

Let's say something changed around Jergen's and Ilfhil's birth and they somehow didn't get the whole werewolf gene — given it is genetic for Sifkni. The world of TES is weird, perhaps somehow it skipped over them or weird magic stuff happened when Sif lost her wolf briefly during the whole hunt in the Hunting Grounds.

How would Sif take it? What would Farkas think? :)

Ohhh wonderful questions.

If neither of them were born as wolves, Sifkni would still love and cherish them like she does. It would also give them the chance to choose whether they wanted to be a werewolf or not…. Being born as one, they don’t have that luxury (something I still need to bring into the fic of Sifkni being unable to cure herself or others with her blood).

And before everything that changed, back when it was only Ilfhil, she wasn’t even born a wolf. :3c and I had thoughts of Illy being a wolf and Jergen being mortal.

But in the end, they were born on Hircine’s Summoning day to two werewolf parents. lol.

As for Farkas, as long as the pups are healthy he cares little if they’re wolf or not. I fear this is a tad boring lol. And Tbf, even if they weren’t the healthiest, I know both Sifkni and Farkas would do their best to make life worthwhile.

I'm so happy I could motivate you!! I love it when your MCD stuff comes across my dash too, I adore your worldbuilding about regional phrases and the little skits of how people from different regions interact with one another because of these regional differences, it especially pleases the languages georg in me /silly

Hi friend! Thanks for asking!

18. What was the lowest point for them as a couple?

Uhm…. I’ve put these two through fucking Oblivion and back and it doesn’t seem to be stopping. But they both probably agree that their miscarriage is lowest for them (And losing Kodlak shortly after).

19. What's something they can't stand about each other?

Sifkni takes on too much when there is danger. Farkas wants her to divide and conquer but she charges ahead by herself.

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In the middle of a midnight run across the plains, Farkas veered off-course. Sifkni and Vilkas’ howls either grew more distant or Farkas’ ears had turned off. He’d caught a scent and he intended to follow it.

A campfire had been set up here, next to a running creek. Did Farkas know whose it was? The scent was maddening familiar, as if he’d perhaps passed the person once or twice in the streets of Whiterun.

His enthusiastic nosing knocked something small and round. Farkas touched his nose to it as he sniffed, then gave it an experimental bite.

An apple! How exciting.

He laid down to lick at it. Sifkni and Vilkas’ howls grew louder now as they neared. Paws padded the ground, then came panting, and the long grass near Farkas rustled. A great auburn wolf broke through first, blue eyes piercing even in the darkness. Sifkni sniffed at Farkas’ apple, curious, and then let off when Farkas tensed. She laid down beside him, and Farkas continued to happily lick away.

Vilkas came over to Farkas right away to put his mouth over Farkas’ head. Farkas stilled, though certainly not because he believed Vilkas actually meant to hurt him. Farkas growled. When Vilkas nosed at the apple, bared teeth preceded a snap. No.

But Vilkas didn’t care. He circled Farkas and Sifkni, eyeing the apple. Defensiveness rose in Farkas. Vilkas always did this. He didn’t even like apples! Not even in human form. He only wanted to pester Farkas and ruin the experience of this glorious find.

Vilkas tried again to go for the apple, crawling over Farkas from behind. That did it. Farkas stood up, which launched Vilkas into the air as his own tension led to a jump. Farkas snapped his teeth and took off in chase. Vilkas tried to outmanoeuvre Farkas, but Farkas knew him too well. They tripped over each other, tumbled, and then rolled in a growling mess. Before either one could come out on top, they sprang apart.

Panting almost as though he laughed, Vilkas trotted off into the grass. Farkas sulked back the way he’d come, back toward Sifkni. He broke the grass, and would’ve gasped as a human at what he saw.

Sifkni licked at his apple. His apple! She stopped when she noticed him. With her head down so that the whites of her eyes were visible like quarter-moons, she wagged her tail.

Farkas huffed an exhale. Then, again with each step over to her that he took. He dropped in front of her, nose between his paws as he stared at the apple. He would not whine. He wouldn’t.

Sifkni’s licks slowed. After a long moment, she knocked the apple with her nose. It rolled toward Farkas.

Happiness rose inside Farkas’ chest. He went for the apple, then paused. Passing over it, he licked into Sifkni’s mouth first. She watched him for a moment before standing. She ran off, probably to find Vilkas. Until Farkas’ apple was gone, she would keep his bothersome twin away.

Ooh! Mooncrossed is a story about Sifkni’s parents meeting, their courtship, their time running the pack m, and then ultimately the fall of the relationship and the ruin of the pack. :3c it’s supposed to span from Fjolfr and Ilfhil’s meeting up until Ilfhil’s death. Where I may attempt to rewrite Sifkni’s pov from her mother’s death until the beginning of Roar of a Wolfborn. (I have to be careful ; knowing me while I’ll never be able to redeem him for his actions, I will make myself like him)

Aelsif is another AU where instead of Farkas, it’s Aela who gains Sifkni’s attention! :3 there’s not a lot written.

Hewwo werewolf daddy!

Tbh I think Sifkni reveres him too much to think of a relationship with him. You figured she’d be okay with a tall hairy (furry) man who can become a monstrous creature. 🤣 but she will pass over him.

Oh that’s another thing that I’ve ever thought about. Hmmm. I think Sifkni would pass on him bc he doesn’t seem to like being a wolf (and she cures him in her story). If Sinding embraced his wolf, she might give him a chance.