Biography
The Legend: Garmr
A deadly wolf that lounged in the cold depths of Hel. Slaughtered before her time by the ones she trusted most, her only goal was to breach into the realm of the living and get revenge. All she had to do was wait, for war was around the corner and an overflow of souls and the potent ichor from gods freshly created wounds would weaken the very fabric that held the reality together. Allowing some to slip between the realms the wrong way. Garmr went from death, not into life, but into undeath for she could never truly be alive again.
Alas with her wish of walking the other world granted she would hunt down those who wronged her for years to come only to find them weak and old. Brittle remnants of what they once were and in no shape to fight back. But she simply couldn't except that all her time spent on getting a fair fight from them was wasted and she killed them regardless. Signs she had seen beforehand showed her that this would be a mistake, the form of cresting the hill to the packs grounds only to be blow back by staggering winds, and she ignored it anyways.
While once her paws floated across the lands, separating herself from Hel, and were now coated in blood and it would be these drops of blood on her claws that would pull her down. Where she belongs and with a great sense of longing to return to the land of the living just one last time. Not for revenge but to see things for how beautiful they really are.
Super rushed lmao
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Winter 
Day Weather: 
Blizzard
