(A☯️)Sif Brimir I

Name: Name after the god
Background: Sif, is her mother's favorite daughter. While her two littermates have been demoted to lower hunting teams and thus lower in the hierarchy, Sif is spoiled by her mother and aunt, Ymir, beyond her dreams. They have very high expectations for her, despite her early birth into the pack.
Personality: Despite being raised with a large number of other pups her age, Sif has become aloof towards most of her pack mates. The only ones who truly get to know her are her A-Team hunting mates. Having grown up some, Sif is now more responsible and helps her mother and aunt with running the pack.

11/2020: Sif's first litter is a disappointment and yet she cannot bring herself to kill them as her mother and aunt are demanding she does. Instead, she transfers 3 of her 4 pups to an enemy pack and pleads with her mother to keep her last one. They agree to let him live, for now.

11/24/2020: As Sif's remaining child continues to grow, Sif becomes increasingly frustrated with him. He's nothing like she expected or wanted. First off he was a male, and only females ever make it far in their pack. Secondly, he was a talentless idiot who couldn't figure out the most basic hunting or fighting techniques. This was not what she wanted of her legacy. On another doomed-to-fail hunting trip, she purposely ruins the hunt by agitating the herd. They trample over Lof who was completely unaware of the herd until too late. He dies instantly and the pack move on. No one misses him.

1/26/2021: Sif now has a much more suitable inheritor of her legacy in her daughter, Sæla.

2/3/2021: Despite Sif's skill when on the hunt and her abilities as a gamma, she was not lucky when it came to having pups. Another terrible litter of only 1. Litter after litter of disappointment. She blamed it on the incestuous breeding of her lines, but her sisters, nieces, and even grand nieces had no such troubles. She raged against their gods but knew they had nothing to do with it. She simply couldn't be perfect in every which way.

2/4/2021: Words on the backs of Ravens cried out above Sif as she enjoyed the latest well-earned kill of her team. While the Yggdrasil pack has always been on friendly terms with the Ravens, they knew not to overstep their boundaries and respect the pack's kills by staying at a distance. But Sif could just barely overhear words of interest from their beaks. Once her mother, Brimir, had had her fill and left, Sif beckoned the birds closer. They hopped over eying the remainder of the elk carcass and she gave her permission for them to feast, much to the annoyance of the rest of her teammates.

They moved on, but Sif remained to wait for whichever raven would fill their stomachs whole first. Of course, out came the raven known as First. She was her mother's raven, and personal spy and as such had some authority and bragging rights over the others in her flock. "What news do you bring good friend?" Sif asked the bird as she hopped onto her back and perched herself on top of the wolf's head.

"Nothing good, Pupsbane," First replied. Sif hated the nickname the Ravens had given her, but she let her ire subside to hear the raven out. "Your enemies to the Northeast, the Timberfall pack, have killed 3 wolves, wolves you must surely know." She paused waiting for Sif to say something, but she allowed the raven to continue instead. She already knew which wolves she spoke of. "Pinecone, Thrush, and Lava, your first pups, were slain by the pack's half-blooded princes Grimice and Jasper. Such greedy wolves they are, hoping the violence would impress upon their leaders. You wolves are such strange creatures." First went on for some time, but Sif was no longer listening.

She was overwhelmed with sadness for pups she had never really known. She had sent the pups to their enemies in hopes that her mother and aunt would never reach them, but it seems as though her efforts were now for nothing. She shook herself free of the raven to walk away from the noise. "Maybe this was for the better." She thought to herself as she padded along the worn trail. She knew nothing of them or what they were like. If they were weak enough to be killed then maybe it was what needed to be done. Now with them gone she could focus solely on her legacy child, Sæla.

3/5/21: Sif is devastated when Ymir I brings back her mother's lifeless body after one of their adventure trips. As the oldest of Brimir's daughters, she had to hold it together to set an example for her younger sisters. The pack mourned quietly as Hela I set alight Brimir's funeral pyre and it wasn't until she was completely alone hours later did Sif allow herself to shed the first tears of grief.

3/6/21: Sif has come to realize that as much as losing her mother hurt, that it was far better than what she was witnessing with her aunt, Ymir I. The alpha had become deranged and dangerous and yet no one had the courage to stand up to her as she still had the gaze of the abyss and wisdom of Hekate powering her. In losing Brimir, her lifelong best friend and cousin, something with Ymir I broke and there was nothing the new Seer could do to put her at ease.

As Kæmpe Ymir I has taken over most of the alpha duties, and her own daughter, Sæla, had subtly taken over the duties of a beta, Sif makes it her responsibility to watch over Ymir I in her final months of lunacy. She tries to reduce the harm Ymir I can bring to others by taking most anger meant for others. She loved her aunt and she would do anything to see her live out the rest of her natural life even at such high costs.