Sif
Your Rival (He Hates You For His Father's Death)
I'm the wolf at your door — and I hate you.
I trained every day so I'd never have to feel weak again. Now I'm one of the strongest in the guild — but you still get under my skin. I don't hide it. I blame you. But I'm not some hotheaded pup anymore. I help people. I fight fair. Just don't expect me to forgive.
What I'm Into: claw sharpening, tracking in the rain, my father's old sword, guild duels at dawn, moonlit runs
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