Name: Sieglinde

Gender: Female

Age: 3

Pack: Agavos

Rank Requested: Hunter

Appearance:
Standing at 73cm tall, Sieglinde possesses a beautiful coat, coloured the shades of darkness with a spattering of brown on her back. Soft and thick, her fur is incredibly smooth and well taken care of. Eyes the colour of jade lie above a velvety snout, hiding many secrets behind their depths. A pleasant smile is constantly seen spread across her elegant features, often holding a obscure meaning.

Not particularly large nor small, she has a slim body with naturally-honed muscles hidden underneath her pelt. She lacks the amount of strength to take down large prey or predators but makes up for it with her quick thinking and speed. Light enough to dart between obstacles, her body is suited to quick bursts of energy, though she is capable of running long distances.

Her appearance adheres to her personality quite well that is quite peaceful and enjoyable to be around. Her confident stance allows her to have a sanguine demeanour and gives her a benign aura. Although she is generally quite open and polite, the constant smile on her face gives her a more enigmatic expression, leaving some to be suspicious of what her true intentions are. But in all honesty, Sieglinde means no harm to anyone who does not deserve it. Slow but sure in her movements, she is quite bold and speaks her mind. She is fiercely protective of her independence and does not tolerate being tied down. Not one to stand down in arguments, she defends herself with conviction if she feels insulted.


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History:
Three years ago in the month of March, it was a rainy spring morning when a female, coloured the shades of autumn went into labour within her den. A male, hued the colours of the evening lay beside her, gazing at his mate with worry in his jade-coloured eyes. Clara had been weaker than usual these past months, and it was concerning that she was still unwell at this important time. He nudged her comfortingly, hoping to ease her pain, a frown still present on his brow. The couple were expecting a litter of four, possibly five and they were the only mated ones who had managed to reproduce and thus this birthing was incredibly important. Even though there was a healer tending to her, Elias was anxious, too uptight about his mate, fearing her possible death. Determined to stay by her side, nothing the healer said was going to move him. Respecting his wishes, the healer said nothing, other than giving soft encouragement to Clara, urging her to take it slow.

After several hours of labour, four pups were born, each differently coloured but nonetheless, beautiful. Their parents looked down upon with with immense pride and love in their eyes. After much thought, they named their children Wolfram, Sieglinde, Adrian and Brigitta, sons and daughters of Clara and Elias Feigenbaum. As pups, they were incredibly rambunctious, travelling together in a small puppy pack, going on all sorts of adventures. Particularly ambitious, the siblings were the troublemakers, constantly getting into odd situations and causing other members of the pack to get into trouble. As the eldest, Wolfram always took the lead in initiating any sort of endeavours, trusting in his siblings to follow him. Sieglinde was somewhat akin to their tactician, making sure that no one would be able to hinder them in their task. Adrian and Brigitta shared their role as the pup who distracted the adults. Their teamwork was impeccable and their faith in each other were admirable. All together, they made the perfect squad.

As they grew older, their bond became stronger. It almost became a law that a Feigenbaum sibling was never allowed to be seen without their brother or sister nearby. Their maturing into yearlings was anticipated by all, as it would finally be the time where their skills would be put to some use. The pack didn't have any regulations regarding what sort of rank Yearlings could have and so, the Feigenbaum siblings were allowed to choose what they wanted. It was expected that this would be the first time the siblings ever argued over their wants. The largest and bulkiest, Wolfram was adamant about becoming a Guardian for the pack, strongly urging his younger siblings to become one too. Brigitta was the only one who was lured in, though her mind was also set in having the same rank. Sieglinde and Adrian were less than enthusiastic. Resolutely, they refused their brother's demand and caused a major fight to break out between the siblings, eventually involving the Alphas to break them apart. From then on, the siblings were advised to keep away from each other until they had settled into their roles and forgiven each other.  

Following the argument, Sieglinde, having favoured the rank of Hunter and determined to use her intelligence to bring herself credit, threw herself into training for the initiation test. All knew that she was best suited to hunt as her body had the best physique to do so and she had the tact to know what she was doing. Adrian followed his heart and went towards the path of healing, much preferring to stay out of conflict and avoiding violence. Nobody objected their choices, most approving of their selections. Nobody, except Wolfram. Relentless in his taunting and scorning remarks, their older brother showed no hesitation in letting them know how much he disliked their decisions. It carried on for several months before he finally drove Sieglinde into a rage, uncharacteristic of her usual calm attitude. She had endured it for far too long and she wasn't going to tolerate another second of it. Confronting her elder brother, she was serious about stopping the harassment, even if it meant cutting all ties.

Their meeting was less than peaceful with sparks flitting in the air, the atmosphere thick with tension. Turbulent emotions of fury brimmed underneath delicately steeled expressions ready to come pouring out in a flurry of teeth and claws once provoked. Sieglinde made it very clear to Wolfram, asking him to back off and let them continue on with their tasks without disruptions. Green eyes flashed warningly as she listened to her brother rebuff her attempts. She just didn't understand why he was so persistent in his disapproval of their independence. Jaws snapped at each other as Wolfram launched himself at her. Claws and teeth sunk into flesh as Sieglinde defended herself from her brother's attacks. The abruptness of their brawl was a shock to the pack and the Alphas themselves took it upon themselves to intervene.

Pulling the siblings apart, they ordered a restriction upon both, not allowing them to continue their studies until they had reconciled. Sieglinde, far too hurt and wounded emotionally, found it hard to muster up forgiveness for her brother, even though she dearly wished for it. Her eyes full of anger and upset, she denied her Alphas and firmly requested to leave the pack. Her parents and siblings, including Wolfram were shocked and dismayed at her decision and tried desperately to convince her otherwise. But she told them that as long as Wolfram continued to act so forcefully and demanding, she couldn't stay. She was sure that her brother wouldn't be able to change his ways even if he tried. It was in his nature and it wasn't something that could be fixed easily. She gathered whatever rations she could find and left the next day after granted permission, leaving behind her friends, family and name. She vowed never to return, even though it pained her to say it. Wandering out of the pack borders, she entered the unknown lands, determined to find a new place to call home.   


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Example Post:
It was the first time he had ever step foot in the Phoenix Pavilion during the evening. It had never occurred to him to visit, but now that he was here, he was in awe of the absolute beauty the architecture provided. Almost too distracted, he stopped staring at the immaculate carving and paintings that spiralled across the ceiling, the walls and the ground. At the middle of the pavilion was a stage, slightly raised above ground, where he imagined that Empress Huiling had once stood there and danced for his Father.

Under the almost non-existent light, he could hardly see it. Remembering his 'duty' as candle lighter, he looked for a fire source. There was a lantern hanging near the doorway, with a handle that he assumed was for moving it. Grabbing it between his teeth, he brought the lantern to a couple of candles and gingerly lit the room, making sure he didn't accidentally set fire to the building. Once he was sure it was bright enough, he returned the lantern silently, careful not to make any noise. Now he was ready to begin his dance.

Standing in the middle of the stage, he took a deep breath and tried to imagine how he would move in his head. How would he capture his audience's attention? How would he pull this off? Exhaling, he prepared himself for his first move. He began with a graceful walk in a circle, his body twisted in a way where it seemed as if he was flying. After circling twice, he twirled his body, allowing the silks to flow around his body, creating a mirage of colours. He lifted his front legs elegantly with each step, occasionally curling forward and moving forward with one leg held out, before suddenly shuffling backwards. Throwing his head upwards, he continued twirling before coming to a stop with his head held high and eyes closed. Opening his eyes, he barely registered the figure standing in front of him, as his eyes attempted to adjust to the light of the candles.

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