Endurance, Tangibility, Sensual approach, Balance, Self-sufficiency

Leifur

Name: Leifur
Gender: Brute
Age: Three winters and three moons
Title: Steini Regla
Partner: None
Pups Maybe one day
Family: Anna (mother), Nova (father), Eponine (youngest sister)
Roleplayed by: Ellie (sweetcupcakey)

More Than the Exterior

Appearance: Leifur's most striking feature is his pelt. His fur embodies the best of both of parents and is a beautiful combination of reddish-blonde, crisp white, and just a hint of gray. His muzzle combines a black nose white melts into gray, and then white. The bridge features reddish fur and blends into his face which is covered with the richness of pure blonde and red. His pelt flows down his body, thickest at his head, chest, back, and tail and thins out at his white legs and black paws. His tail is purest red with a white tip.

He inherited his mother's interesting blue eyes mixed with the darkness of his father's eyes to create blueish-gray orbs. His body is lean with muscles in his legs and back. He is not the most muscular wolf, but he has very muscular legs which allow him to run and a very sharp intuition for hunting. He is a bit bigger than the average male wolf his age.

Personality: Leifur makes sure that family is his first priority. But since his parents passed on and his siblings all left he has been able to focus on himself and his pack. He now considers his pack his family and will do anything to protect them. His sense of loyalty is very strong and believes that everyone should be loyal to their pack. Leifur wants a family of his own and is secretly searching for his partner. It it something that he doesn't wish to admit to anyone, though.

He believes that males should be tough, strong, and wiling to do anything to serve their pack. He also has a strong belief that every wolf should learn how to provide for himself and his immediate family, while also being able to help those in the pack that are unable to do so. He wants everyone to try as hard as they can to further the pack and prove their devotion to their fellow Steini.

He considers himself a modest being. He is as far from arrogance as any wolf could ever be and prefers modesty. He dislikes wolves who love to flaunt their power over any other wolf. He is a firm believer that everyone is strong in their own way. He also loves individuality and self-esteem. He pities wolves who do not love themselves.

Leifur considers himself an average wolf in mind and body. The only thing that he thinks is truly astonishing about himself is his endurance and need for perfection. He won't stop until something is perfect and wants to push himself to the end. Other than that, he really is just average.

He's definitely a paranoid character. He is worried that he won't be able to perform his Regla duties well and that he'll disappoint the pack. He's afraid he'll never find someone special to have a family with and be alone forever. He's very, very worried for the future and all the challenges that are ahead of him.

Seems like a past life...

(Told in Leifur's viewpoint)

I had an average childhood, I'd be lying if I told you otherwise. Both my mother and my father were attentive parents and truly cherished their young ones. I have six other siblings and I am the third eldest. My siblings are long gone, I'll be honest with you I don't know where most of them are. My youngest sister, Eponine, though, is a hunter in the Steini pack. I don't see her often, but I hope she knows that I am loyal to her and our family first and foremost.

My mother's name was Anna and my father's name was Nova. My father was a strong and courageous brute with rippling muscles and pure white and dark black fur. He was truly an incredible and powerful-looking wolf who was loyal to the Steini until the end of his days. My mother was the kindness being I've ever known. She was a beautiful wolf born to a family who cherished their hereditary and believed in devotion. My mother, Anna, had a long reddish-blond pelt and the most incredible blue eyes. I've been told time and time again that I am the spitting image of her. Honestly, to be compared to her in any way is an honor.

My parents' families both believed in furthering the Steini excellence by pairing two wonderful wolves together to produce pure Steini pups. From what I understand my mother Anna was very young when she met my father and was told that he'd be her partner. I was told that she was afraid of him and was hesitant about the decision, but to please her family she kept her fears quiet.

She made the best of the situation and was loyal to my father, her family, and the Steini. They raised their pups very traditionally and instilled good values in us. My father, though, hoped that one of his sons would rise to greatness in the pack, and he told me once, that he knew I would be that son the moment I came into the world. I don't know if that was a compliment or a curse because the road ahead of me would be treacherous.

My father believed that to rise to greatness I had to be able to be an excellent hunter and a strong wolf (in body and mind). Since I was two moons old I was out hunting with him and training to be a strong brute. My mother, though, had different plans for me. She wanted for me, like she did for all her pups, to have a happy and fulfilling life. She didn't need me to have power within our pack, she just needed me to have a family and balance.

After a day filled with hunting I'd come home to my warm and loving mother who would ask me, almost every day it seemed, if this is what I wanted. I wanted so desperately to please my family, especially my father, so I said yes, I was happy. In reality, though, I wasn't sure if this is what I wanted. I was so young and confused, but my father was so convinced that I was meant for greatness and I believed him.

Moons went by and I grew into a strong and capable wolf. Thanks to my father I had the physical skills to prove myself to the pack and I was known for that. I wasn't the largest or most muscular member of the pack, but I had the endurance and capability to succeed at anything I put my mind to. My father could not be prouder and made it a point to brag to anyone that would listen. My mother, however, was still hesitant to be completely happy knowing that I was being worked so hard. She tried so desperately to instill kindness, fairness, family values, and balance into my life, and I believe she succeeded.

When I was around one winter I was approached by the Steini Regla himself and asked to be the Nemandi. My father could not have been happier and practically accepted for me. I'll be honest with you and tell you that I was terrified. That meant that one day I would be the Steini Regla...I would have power...wolves would look up to me...I was so scared.

I was so confused, too. My father and peers were telling me that this was my destiny, that I fit the part better than any other wolf they knew. And I appreciated their input, but I really wanted to know my mother's. I knew that she would provide the best insight into the situation.

When I approached her about it she just smiled and nodded. "I knew you'd come to me with this, darling. I know this is hard for you...I know this is so confusing. And I'm sorry that your father puts so much pressure on you. The only thing I can tell you is to follow your heart. You have to do what you think is best for you, that you think you could succeed the best at."

I knew she would say something so vague like that. "Yes, I know that mother...I just want to know if you think I'd succeed. Do you think that this is my destiny? I'm so afraid to fail, so afraid to disappoint my pack. I don't want to disappoint you or my father either...and I'm so scared."

She took a deep breath and thought for a moment. "Leifur, honestly I do think that this is your destiny. You embody everything that the Steini stands for - endurance, tangibility, sensual approach, balance, and self-sufficiency. Your passionate about your pack, about succeeding, and about furthering yourself. You are everything anyone could ever hope for in this role. I have faith in you."

That was all I needed to be told. I'd be lying if I told you that I wasn't still scared, but knowing that my mother so adamantly believed that this was my destiny gave me comfort. I was the Nemandi for over two winters and I was told I did an exceptional job, but it was crazy and stressful. I had no time to think or breathe, I had no time for myself or my family. I hardly talked to my parents or siblings and found the time slip away.

My mother became sick when I was around three winters old. It had been two moons since I'd talked to her and I was missing her desperately. When I heard the news I asked the Steini Regla for a day or so to spend with my mother and he agreed to it. I spent the day updating my mother and telling her stories. Seeing her smile was the most rewarding gift I could've ever asked for and I was so grateful to have been able to spend that time with her. Sometimes I regret accepting the role of Nemandi because I had to be away from her. My father passed a moon later than my mother because he caught the sickness from her. Before he passed he made it a point to tell me how proud he was and how he knew I would be something great.

The Steini Regla has recently passed and I am next in line. I suppose I'll see where my story takes me from here.

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