#((he was just being playful! he's friendshaped!!!!))

[amitieos]

The game came to a standstill with no puck, but there was a lot of commotion over by the trees. Skating across the ice, Elincia was sure she just saw her teammate Edelgard climb up a tree at breakneck speed. Wow.

Clearly impressed, she moved closer as Priam and the imperial princess wrestled with a rather cheeky little rodent. Absolutely adorable! They did need the puck back but she couldn’t help but silently cheer on the little critter. 

Bertie, do your best!

There’s quite for a moment as Edelgard pries the puck back and the game can begin again. Except... oh no, Bertie chose violence

“I’ll strike you down!” Edelgard it seemed had also chose violence and the poor squirrel was flung away several feet into the snow. The poor little dear! How tragic.

She left the ice rink and sprinted over to the mound of snow that darling Bertie was stuck in face up. With gentle hands, she reached out and took hold of him, pulling him out of the snow. It didn’t look like he’d hurt anything, besides his bruised, squirrely prize but she resolves to bring him to Rhys anyway, just to be on the safe side.

Elincia bundles him up in her sleeves, hoping to warm the chilly little rascal. Oh, he really is the cutest thing. Maybe they can commission him a tiny little cheer outfit? She skates back to her team, snuggling little Bertie to her chest.

“Lord Rennac, sir? I think we’ve found the perfect mascot!” Her voice carries across the makeshift hockey rink. “Guys look, isn’t Bertie such a handsom little man? Pet him on the head for good luck!”