Sigmus

[sigmus]

Sigmus

So I bare my skin,
And I count my sins,
And I close my eyes,
And I take it in.

Full Name: Sigmus
Nicknames/Alias: Sig
Age: 16 years
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Associated With: Aurora
Human: Aviv Haswari, played by ___!
Magic Abilities: Sigmus, since his birth, has had heightened senses. A simple call of a bird miles away made his ears flick. He has a knack of knowing what is around the corner. Hiding from this boy is not easy. His main power, though, is replicating other wolves. Sigmus can shift his body into looking, sounding, even smelling like another wolf. When he has control of his emotions, he has control of this power. In an emotional state, this power is very dangerous. He cannot control how long he takes on that form. And, unfortunately, he tends to get in trouble a lot. However, Sig is aware of the risks. He enjoys them. Only twice in his life has he gotten so deep into a spy mission that he had lost control of his form, and neither of them ended well.
Character: Original

Fur Color: Tans
Eye Color: Maroon
Basic Build: Stocky
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 875 lbs.
Breed: Mexican Wolf
Permanent Marks: Three vertical maroon markings under his eyes.
Other: A leather harness that holds Aviv's daggers. Behind his right ear there are two teal feathers that had caught Aviv's attention when she was a little girl. She had tied them behind his ear with some beads and string, so they stand erect, not against his fur. He had always thought they were a bit feminine but when they are mentioned he gets defensive. Aviv loves them, he does as well.

Personality:

Sigmus is a creature that values quiet. He always performs his best when he can hear himself think, and it's difficult when his senses are more sensitive of his surroundings than most. Thankfully, Aviv is a rather quiet spirit and enjoys nothing more than laying with him in their favorite spot in the woods by a stream. Sig is not shy and certainly not mute, he speaks easily and is not one to let his opinions brew inside of him, but he knows when he has a right to speak.

He's a naturally calm wolf, so when his nerves get out of whack, he knows something's up. Sig is not hard-headed and thinks before he acts unless his emotions blind him. He has an awful protective streak and when he's in one of his states he will throw caution into the wind.

Sigmus is an adventurer at heart. Sitting around all day does not work with him. He likes to be on the go or have a job to do. Boredom is something that makes his skin crawl and while he does enjoy a nice nap under the shade, he cannot do it all day. Often times when he has nothing to do he will aide Aviv in her feather collection.

Lastly, he's not much of a happy-go-lucky optimist wolf. When things start to go spiraling out of control, he makes himself suspect the worst. That way, if things do end up in his favor, he is surprised. Though, if he was honest with himself, even when things do end up as he suspected, it still manages to hit him hard in the chest.

Mother: Venus [deceased]
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Three sisters [two deceased]
Other Significant Ones: None, other than Aviv.
History:

His mother always told him that out of his siblings, he was the only one that didn't come out of the womb whimpering. He had accepted the way the world was and went with the flow. A little later on Sig didn't believe her, but still let her muse. His mother, Venus, was quite the beautiful creature. She bred with his anonymous father only for the pups, no strings attached. Sigmus was born with three sisters, each seemingly identical to his mother. He always assumed he looked like his father.

Sigmus was not assigned a person right away. There were no people worthy to train with, to defend, he was told. It hadn't bothered him too much until he saw others with their human. Oh, did he want a relationship like that. So, at ten months, he was paired with a petite girl named Aviv. When he first spotted her, he hadn't really liked her. Sig had wanted some proud boy to train with, to become attached to. Little did he know the girl would steal his heart before he realized it was gone.

Aviv grew quickly with him, and became a guard. She was not yet old enough to fight when the attack on the castle came about. Amidst the chaos, he guided her to the forest and looked her hard in the eyes, erasing any chance of her slipping away and back into battle. Aviv had grown into a spitfire of a girl and he would not be surprised if she wanted to fight. Sigmus turned tail and headed back to the castle. He survived with a few cuts, most prominently, a slash on his hip. Sigmus had fled the battle scene to go check on his human after he heard a familiar yelp and the head of his sister rolled, lifeless, into his view.

After the attack, Aviv and Sig worked harder, trained harder everyday. After all the mandatory lessons, the pair would head out toward the woods to practice quietly. One day she brought out a leather harness for him, and he put it on. Sig realized it was a holder for her many assortments of daggers and a pouch for her arrows that she occasionally used.

His mother and two of his sisters perished in battle, but he was fortunate enough to grow with his remaining sister. She was just as beautiful as Venus and had the grace of someone much older than her. He often went to her to vent or share a quiet meal.

Through the years, Sig and his human have grown a bond that, like most, cannot be separated. He has grown into the wolf he is now because of his past and learned much about the range of his powers. He has hit the limit a few times and will likely do it again, but he still has a lot to learn.

OOC Name: zivit, zi is fine. c:
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[Foxx]

His history is absolutely amazing to me. Fantastic originality. Love the harness idea. Welcome to Cataclysm. We are so happy to have you!