𐕣 Sigyn Dormer 𐕣

"Don't threaten me, I have more friends than you"

"I love you, Salem"

Sigyn
Six Feet Deep
Strut
Royalty

Sigyn x Salem
Way After Forever

Hybrid Type: Wolf/Vampire/Elf
Moon Goddess
Alpha Female/Queen of the Hallows
Worst fear: Being buried alive
Favorite thing (other than Salem 8)): full moon
Favorite color: Royal gray
Past occupation: hair stylist, photography model
Scent: WIP / Salem

Human height: 5'7"
Wolf height: 6 feet at shoulders, stocky build
Scars: left brow, right hip (bullets), neck (Salem's fangs), burn marks on hands
Piercings: ears, brows, and lip
Tattoos: Constellation tattoo connecting her bullet wounds, small crescent moon behind her left ear
Accessories: White and black arm wraps to hide her burns on her hands, interactable choker w/ chain, varied necklaces/bracelets
Has small pointed ears

Mate to Salem
Daughter of Henrik and Hestia
Mother to Ilya and more
Sister to Drogo and Jinx
Half sister to Dracarys
Sister in-law to Hecate and Judis

Sigyn is an outgoing, fun, but laid back hybrid who thrives on fun times and is a happy medium between willing to do something dangerous, but won't go far enough to kill anyone. She values lives but will jump at the chance to scare you shitless. Sigyn is the type of female that turns heads and gets males' attention but never really had any female friends. She is fiercely loyal with the people she cares most about.

Sigyn grew up in a human friendly hybrid town. There was peace, inclusivity, and lots of friendly people.... and Sigyn hated it. Don't get her wrong, she loved her life, her family, and the community but... it was just so... boring.

That's where her brother saved her from her boredom. Drogo and Sigyn decided to take a trip. To where? They weren't sure, they just wanted to get out of town. On one of their stops, they heard about an old time-y hybrid town that only accepted hybrids. So, the siblings decided to check it out.

They were there for a week when one night the town had some fun in what looked to be a fighting pit. Sigyn was there in the crowd while Drogo was off doing his own thing. She wasn't much for watching fights but for some reason she went that night to watch. When one fight was ending, she suddenly felt something come over her. She was talking to another male hybrid when this happened and when this feeling came over her, her attention was immediately grabbed away. Like she was being pulled somewhere. She looked around but couldn't see anything in the crowd of bodies so she went looking. She could feel something pulling her along, weaving her through the crowd until suddenly she bumped into something when she wasn't looking.

The force was enough to knock her back, less out of becoming off balance and more of her just being caught off guard. She felt a hand grab her arm and stop her from falling. When she looks up, she feels it, that pull, whatever it was, it was pulling her to him.

She couldn't speak, neither of them could, they just stared. His grip on her arm was firm yet gentle.
What was this feeling? She heard about hybrids imprinting before. Was this it? Or was it more than that?

Her fixation was broken when he finally spoke. His voice, his touch, his gaze, it was overwhelming her, yet putting her at ease at the same time. She felt safe with him, even though she's never met him. "No, it's my fault, I wasn't paying attention." She responded after he apologized for nearly knocking her over. Thank god she wasn't in her wolf form when this happened, or else her tail would have been going nuts. She was usually so cocky or aloof when around guys, but this, this was different, she was caught off guard and not because she was almost knocked on her ass.

When the male went to let her go, her body acted on its own. Her hand came to rest on his arm as if she was telling him to not pull away. Maybe she was trying to get a reaction out of him, to see if he felt the same with her touch.

She let go when he offered to buy her a drink. Finally her usual personality came back and she smirked and accepted.

From then on, the two were inseparable. You couldn't spot one without the other nearby anymore.
Their attraction grew into a relationship which grew into them being bonded for life. Sigyn had found a home with him and couldn't imagine a life without him. She had stolen the most sought after bachelor in town by pure accident. Or was it an accident?

She couldn't breathe without him. Salem was her whole world now and Sigyn was the key that got Salem out of his own darkness. And soon they would share their pain and happiness through a bonding ceremony.

Sigyn did what she always did on the night of the full moon. Although tonight was a little different. Even though the light of the full moon gave her unexplainable peace as she basked under its gentle glow near the cliffs of the Hallows; she was a bit melancholy.

The anticipated battle between the town and the Ateara's loomed over the land. Everyone was finding their powers, but Sigyn didn't seem to have any. It didn't seem uncommon for hybrids to not have any powers, but Sigyn really felt like she was suppose to have something. Despite this, the moon seemed to make her feel better, as it always does each time it visits.

As Sigyn sat peacefully, her white coat blows gently in the breeze. It felt like her worries were slowly melting away, her eyes closed slowly. Her surroundings slowly quiet, the birds or animals no longer rustled, like they were anticipating something. The wind even slowed to a stop. Until suddenly it burst to life in what felt like a quick wave of air and then started up again in a regular but more powerful breeze.

Sigyn's fur slowly started to change... It started at her nose and grew until it covered her entire body. Her fur changed, a growing white luminescent fur engulfed her body. When this reached her eyes, they opened to reveal bright white pupil-less eyes. Her mouth parted, revealing a soft white glow emanating from it. She slowly stood as the glowing fur seemed to sear away her normal coat.

The moon seemed to grow in brightness too. As if it was responding to her transformation. As the piecing white fur reached her tail, another harsh wave of wind rang through the Hallows and the Moon burst into a bright glow. A white mist trailed the wind and then disappeared, along with the wind.

Sigyn turned toward the Hallows, toward the crowd that had responded to the sudden commotion. Everyone just standing there in disbelief as they watched a goddess wake from her slumber.

The couple relaxed on the couch watching tv. Sigyn, leaned up against him and tucked under his arm. "Did I ever tell you about what I used to do in my hometown?" She asks, leaning her head back against his shoulder to look at him.

Salem looks down at her with an arched eyebrow. "What do you mean? What'd you do?"

Sigyn scooted around to face him, putting her legs over his lap. As she moved, Salem moved his arm that was over her should to wrap around her waist while his other arm held her legs.

"I was a hairstylist, you know that one, but I had another one. I was a model." She smiles, biting her lip for a moment curious about his reaction.

"Wha—like those runway models with those ridiculous trash bags they call clothes?" This makes Sigyn laugh and Salem smile warmly at the sound of it.

"Yes and no. I did model photography. There was no runway and the clothes I worn were only things I would wear, none of that trash bag crap." She teased him. "I'd just pose for photos modeling various clothes, some of which were even my own." She shrugs.

"Hold the fuck on, so you were a hairstylist, a model, AND a clothing designer?"

"Well no, just the hairstylist and model. For the clothes I had a friend that helped me with designing and producing. It was a decent business. I took a break and came here but then I met you and never left."

His smirk faded a bit, "Wait so I stopped you from being able to do all that stuff again?" His brows farrowed.

"What, no! Oh god no, that's not what I meant." She scoffs and smiles, letting her head fall to the side onto his shoulder. "Not at all. Meeting you, coming here, was the best thing that's happened to me." Her smile grows and she leans in and kisses him softly.

"Don't worry, I'm not that fragile." He chuckles. "So did your brand have a name?" Sigyn gasps with a big smile on her face, "YES! Oh my god it's the smartest thing I've ever thought of." She moves off him and sits up, leaning forward to snag the notepad and pencil on the table. As she speaks, she twirls the pencil between her fingers, "Ok ok ok. So, how you say it is 'Design', BUT it's spelled like this." She falls back on him, her back leaning up against him again. She turns the notepad sideways and writes 'Desigyn' in big letters and hands him the notepad.

"Damn that's really creative."

"I KNOW RIGHT!? I'm still proud of that to this day." She looks back up at him and takes the pencil she still had and playfully taps the eraser on his nose.

He watches her with a soft smile, taking in her beauty. "My girl's so smart." He teases before leaning in and kissing her, eventually using his body to lead her into laying down on the couch, continuing to kiss her tenderly.