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Original Design by itsmithril

WARNING; Death mentioned

04/07: Application up and running after delaying her app art ;w; Thought I'll finally try out for DotW since it's been a dream of mine to join.
19/07: I got in!! Ahhh
1/12: She's finally a young adult!

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SIGNE
‘Stand up for what you believe in
even if it means standing alone’

Name; Signe
‘The one who is victorious’
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Female
Height: 32’’
Weight: 74 lbs
Build: The young lass’s silhouette is on the smaller side; with long fores and quarters with a slim but fit frame which is slightly toned with muscle definition. She holds herself with regality; head held up majority of the times but there was always… a harshness in her eyes.

Territory: Fellfang
Family: N/A
Rank: Omega
Aspiring to be a Vanguardian

Traits;
Positives: Ambitious, Protective, Adventurous, Reliable
Neutrals: Regal, Quiet, Stoic
Negatives: Blunt, Self Centered [A bit], Envious

Personality:
She has a goal; an ambition for what she wants to do and she’ll stick to it until she manages to reach it. Signe can be protective of her family and friends as she treasures her relationships with people and would do whatever to protect them, the lass can also be adventurous as that was what she did when she was young. Go out and explore; find new things along with hidden places that no wolf has found. Due to her childhood she was quite reliable; if she was given a task she'd do it along with keeping secrets and many other things.
The female has a slight air of regality; head held high with a slight harshness in her eyes while her gait was dainty and elegant. Though she was on the quieter side; she would voice her opinions if needed to be, Signe endured a lot and showed almost no emotion nor complained when she was young as she was tasked to be the next in line beta which she was against but she had to do what she had to do to make her parents proud.
Signe was blunt; she would say what’s on her mind and it can come off a bit harsh and straight forward. Due to her bloodline she can be a bit self centered; not shown often but it can come out if people were to disrespect her in a rude manner. She was envious; envious of wolves who could do whatever task they desired and wasn’t bound to a high rank. Signe just wanted to be like them and be free; not chained down due to her birthright.

Pre-Group History:

She hailed from the lands of Svarga; born in a pack called Lemuria. Her mother was a fine lady; elegant and peaceful, someone who was level minded and listened to everyone’s ideas and opinions and acted upon that. Her name was Nerthus. While her father was a quiet and stoic man; a man of few words but he was a well trained warrior named Hoenir. They were the one of the high ranking wolves that ruled over Lemuria; tasked as the second in command. Nerthus gave birth to them a few hours after the alpha and alphess had their litter; her litter being born in the evening when the dark sky graced over them. It was a small litter; but the couple was happy with their mini family; they had two daughters. Hoenir was happy about having daughters; he had a slight preference of females over males. They had both settled with the name Signe for the oldest of the litter; meaning ‘the one who is victorious’ hoping for the pup to follow their steps and take over their role in the pack when she’s old enough while Thurid for the youngest.

Due to the closeness of both litters; the alphas and betas decided to let their children get raised up together so they were close; but there would be times they’ll be separated to nurse or to learn their own etiquettes for their future roles in the pack. Over the span of a few months; the pups grew and followed their training under their parents. Damianos; the alpha’s son and herself grew close. They related with each other to some degree along with getting along really well; if they weren’t doing tasks, training or spending time with their family they’ll be seen out and exploring the territory together. It was like they were always together; the pack knew if they couldn’t find them they were off and about close by, but there was one difference between Damianos and her that she would never dare talk about.
Signe didn’t want to become a beta; she didn’t want to follow the same footsteps as her parents, unlike her sister who was the picture perfect daughter that any parent would want. Signe was envious whenever she watched Thurid follow their parents all the time, she always went starry eyed when she watched them do their duty while Signe just watched with cold eyes. Signe was a mix of her parent’s personalities but she resembled her father’s much more; being the quiet type but voicing her opinions and being helpful at times. But due to her being the oldest; her parents had expectations that she had to follow.
The young lass started to become more closed off as they kept pushing her to do better and be what they wanted her to be, she was also envious of Damianos who was born to be heir to the throne of Lemuria, he enjoyed his training and tasks. Like who wouldn’t? It’s a high rank in a pack; it gives people power and you should be grateful. Signe sometimes wishes she could enjoy the training that her parents gave her along with her sister but she hated it, she rather do something more thrilling like being a hunter or warrior for the pack rather than sitting up high and mighty where no one can touch you. But she did what she had to do; she pushed herself along to keep doing them just for the sake of making her parents proud. The talk about being high and mighty didn’t stop her gait from being one of regality; holding it with pride with her head held high as she grew older.

Reaching the age of a year old was a great milestone, normally that is. It wasn’t for Lemuria; there was a dark secret that was hidden away from prying eyes but when she was out with Damianos making their way back to the den they had come across his parents. They were hidden away due to the foliage but also being below them helped as well; his parents seemed like they were arguing about something with Lasonas’s back facing the cliffside as Calliope was advancing on him with bared teeth. It felt like time went really slow when the juveniles watched the female lunge at the unexpecting male which caused a slight tumble before she managed to get her legs under him and shove him off close to the very edge of the cliff face. As if luck was on her side it crumbled under his weight. The dark ebony figure fell off with the broken pieces of stone as his body rolled down the side; bouncing off the slightly jagged areas before hitting the ground. Damianos was in shock but he had run towards his father’s body wailing in despair while Signe stood there; frozen but not in shock but frozen.

What had she just witnessed? She thought Lemuria was the perfect pack; there was nothing bad fuelling between the high rank wolves but after witnessing that she isn’t sure anymore.

The news spread fast; the pair had hurried back to the pack with Damianos’s father Lasonas on their backs. They thought it’ll be best to bring it to Signe’s parents as Hoenir was close friends with Lasonas and would be the ones most likely to believe what they had saw, the horror on Signe’s parents faces when they saw what the juveniles brought before the young lass watched her friend get comforted by her mother. After hearing the story; Hoenir was furious. To believe Calliope murdered Lasonas, the ‘perfect pair of mates’ in Lemuria’s history. Sadly the family couldn’t do anything; too many people love Calliope and it didn’t help that she had spread her own false rumours on how Lasonas was found dead.
Damianos didn’t take it well; after a week of staying here he decided to move on. Lemuria was no home to him; he had rallied up members that did believe them and left creating his own pack Helos. Signe and her family bidded him goodbye and goodluck; they had decided the same but wanting to go on their own. They left at dusk, where the sun slightly peeked over the horizon as the family traveled away from what they used to call home. Signe stared back at what she was leaving behind; was she finally able to reach her ambitions of being a hunter or warrior? Would she find another pack that would take her in? Who knows; all she knows is that she is free from the grasp of being trained to be a beta. Maybe not fully free; but free.
The young lass traveled with her family; they traveled far over the span of a few months before they chose to settle in a lovely area but Signe didn’t want to stay. She wanted to keep going; her parents were against the idea of their ‘star child’ leaving their side but she left anyway; if she wanted to ‘move on’ and reach her goals she had to start by leaving her parents. They laid too much expectations on her, she bid them goodbye before starting her own adventure into the unknown. Her feet took her to lands that were unknown to her; she had reached the edge of an island by an open ocean.

There were wolves here; they called themselves Fellfang. A pack which piped her interest and she wondered if she had found a new place to call ‘home’. A place where perhaps her dreams can come true and just maybe she could open herself up more; finally be free from the cage of high expectations.

Group History: N/A

Extras;
Voice: Dryad Lunara
Scent: An earthy scent with a hint small hint of wild flowers
Theme song:

Description

Original Design by itsmithril

WARNING; Death mentioned

04/07: Application up and running after delaying her app art ;w; Thought I'll finally try out for DotW since it's been a dream of mine to join.
19/07: I got in!! Ahhh
1/12: She's finally a young adult!

----------------------------------------------------------

SIGNE
‘Stand up for what you believe in
even if it means standing alone’

Name; Signe
‘The one who is victorious’
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Female
Height: 32’’
Weight: 74 lbs
Build: The young lass’s silhouette is on the smaller side; with long fores and quarters with a slim but fit frame which is slightly toned with muscle definition. She holds herself with regality; head held up majority of the times but there was always… a harshness in her eyes.

Territory: Fellfang
Family: N/A
Rank: Omega
Aspiring to be a Vanguardian

Traits;
Positives: Ambitious, Protective, Adventurous, Reliable
Neutrals: Regal, Quiet, Stoic
Negatives: Blunt, Self Centered [A bit], Envious

Personality:
She has a goal; an ambition for what she wants to do and she’ll stick to it until she manages to reach it. Signe can be protective of her family and friends as she treasures her relationships with people and would do whatever to protect them, the lass can also be adventurous as that was what she did when she was young. Go out and explore; find new things along with hidden places that no wolf has found. Due to her childhood she was quite reliable; if she was given a task she'd do it along with keeping secrets and many other things.
The female has a slight air of regality; head held high with a slight harshness in her eyes while her gait was dainty and elegant. Though she was on the quieter side; she would voice her opinions if needed to be, Signe endured a lot and showed almost no emotion nor complained when she was young as she was tasked to be the next in line beta which she was against but she had to do what she had to do to make her parents proud.
Signe was blunt; she would say what’s on her mind and it can come off a bit harsh and straight forward. Due to her bloodline she can be a bit self centered; not shown often but it can come out if people were to disrespect her in a rude manner. She was envious; envious of wolves who could do whatever task they desired and wasn’t bound to a high rank. Signe just wanted to be like them and be free; not chained down due to her birthright.

Pre-Group History:

She hailed from the lands of Svarga; born in a pack called Lemuria. Her mother was a fine lady; elegant and peaceful, someone who was level minded and listened to everyone’s ideas and opinions and acted upon that. Her name was Nerthus. While her father was a quiet and stoic man; a man of few words but he was a well trained warrior named Hoenir. They were the one of the high ranking wolves that ruled over Lemuria; tasked as the second in command. Nerthus gave birth to them a few hours after the alpha and alphess had their litter; her litter being born in the evening when the dark sky graced over them. It was a small litter; but the couple was happy with their mini family; they had two daughters. Hoenir was happy about having daughters; he had a slight preference of females over males. They had both settled with the name Signe for the oldest of the litter; meaning ‘the one who is victorious’ hoping for the pup to follow their steps and take over their role in the pack when she’s old enough while Thurid for the youngest.

Due to the closeness of both litters; the alphas and betas decided to let their children get raised up together so they were close; but there would be times they’ll be separated to nurse or to learn their own etiquettes for their future roles in the pack. Over the span of a few months; the pups grew and followed their training under their parents. Damianos; the alpha’s son and herself grew close. They related with each other to some degree along with getting along really well; if they weren’t doing tasks, training or spending time with their family they’ll be seen out and exploring the territory together. It was like they were always together; the pack knew if they couldn’t find them they were off and about close by, but there was one difference between Damianos and her that she would never dare talk about.
Signe didn’t want to become a beta; she didn’t want to follow the same footsteps as her parents, unlike her sister who was the picture perfect daughter that any parent would want. Signe was envious whenever she watched Thurid follow their parents all the time, she always went starry eyed when she watched them do their duty while Signe just watched with cold eyes. Signe was a mix of her parent’s personalities but she resembled her father’s much more; being the quiet type but voicing her opinions and being helpful at times. But due to her being the oldest; her parents had expectations that she had to follow.
The young lass started to become more closed off as they kept pushing her to do better and be what they wanted her to be, she was also envious of Damianos who was born to be heir to the throne of Lemuria, he enjoyed his training and tasks. Like who wouldn’t? It’s a high rank in a pack; it gives people power and you should be grateful. Signe sometimes wishes she could enjoy the training that her parents gave her along with her sister but she hated it, she rather do something more thrilling like being a hunter or warrior for the pack rather than sitting up high and mighty where no one can touch you. But she did what she had to do; she pushed herself along to keep doing them just for the sake of making her parents proud. The talk about being high and mighty didn’t stop her gait from being one of regality; holding it with pride with her head held high as she grew older.

Reaching the age of a year old was a great milestone, normally that is. It wasn’t for Lemuria; there was a dark secret that was hidden away from prying eyes but when she was out with Damianos making their way back to the den they had come across his parents. They were hidden away due to the foliage but also being below them helped as well; his parents seemed like they were arguing about something with Lasonas’s back facing the cliffside as Calliope was advancing on him with bared teeth. It felt like time went really slow when the juveniles watched the female lunge at the unexpecting male which caused a slight tumble before she managed to get her legs under him and shove him off close to the very edge of the cliff face. As if luck was on her side it crumbled under his weight. The dark ebony figure fell off with the broken pieces of stone as his body rolled down the side; bouncing off the slightly jagged areas before hitting the ground. Damianos was in shock but he had run towards his father’s body wailing in despair while Signe stood there; frozen but not in shock but frozen.

What had she just witnessed? She thought Lemuria was the perfect pack; there was nothing bad fuelling between the high rank wolves but after witnessing that she isn’t sure anymore.

The news spread fast; the pair had hurried back to the pack with Damianos’s father Lasonas on their backs. They thought it’ll be best to bring it to Signe’s parents as Hoenir was close friends with Lasonas and would be the ones most likely to believe what they had saw, the horror on Signe’s parents faces when they saw what the juveniles brought before the young lass watched her friend get comforted by her mother. After hearing the story; Hoenir was furious. To believe Calliope murdered Lasonas, the ‘perfect pair of mates’ in Lemuria’s history. Sadly the family couldn’t do anything; too many people love Calliope and it didn’t help that she had spread her own false rumours on how Lasonas was found dead.
Damianos didn’t take it well; after a week of staying here he decided to move on. Lemuria was no home to him; he had rallied up members that did believe them and left creating his own pack Helos. Signe and her family bidded him goodbye and goodluck; they had decided the same but wanting to go on their own. They left at dusk, where the sun slightly peeked over the horizon as the family traveled away from what they used to call home. Signe stared back at what she was leaving behind; was she finally able to reach her ambitions of being a hunter or warrior? Would she find another pack that would take her in? Who knows; all she knows is that she is free from the grasp of being trained to be a beta. Maybe not fully free; but free.
The young lass traveled with her family; they traveled far over the span of a few months before they chose to settle in a lovely area but Signe didn’t want to stay. She wanted to keep going; her parents were against the idea of their ‘star child’ leaving their side but she left anyway; if she wanted to ‘move on’ and reach her goals she had to start by leaving her parents. They laid too much expectations on her, she bid them goodbye before starting her own adventure into the unknown. Her feet took her to lands that were unknown to her; she had reached the edge of an island by an open ocean.

There were wolves here; they called themselves Fellfang. A pack which piped her interest and she wondered if she had found a new place to call ‘home’. A place where perhaps her dreams can come true and just maybe she could open herself up more; finally be free from the cage of high expectations.

Group History: N/A

Extras;
Voice: Dryad Lunara
Scent: An earthy scent with a hint small hint of wild flowers
Theme song: