Indigo

Atticus (Brother)

## Application Sheet

Indigo was a gray-and-red she-wolf with white markings and lavender-gray eyes. She was born to Raylan and Anita (NPC) alongside her brother, Atticus, and joined Mhor with her family when it was established in the Domain. She serves the pack as a Harvester, and her story is ongoing. Indigo was conceptualized and designed by Bluebellpaws, and created by panderingpangolins.

## Personality

* ***Dutiful, Ambitious, and a Perfectionist.*** Indigo’s main drive in life is to be like her father and like Raylan, she takes her duties extremely seriously and strives to do the best job possible. But she tends to take on more than she can realistically handle, especially now that Mhor is settling in their new home. She is incredibly responsible and will never leave something unfinished. Ever since she was a pup, Indy dreamed of being picked to join the Assembly by Rowena. She wouldn’t call herself greedy for power, but she desires the recognition that goes with the title more than anything. She adores being praised which will in turn spur her into starting another project, with the end goal to be praised again. However, she can be incredibly hard on herself and tends to be a bit of a perfectionist. Being told "good job" doesn’t mean anything when she believes it’s spoken out of sympathy or pity.
* ***Social, Bossy, and Naive.*** In her free time, Indigo enjoys being in the company of her packmates. Her image is incredibly important to her and she tries her hardest to maintain positive relationships with everyone around her. While she tries to be polite and courteous and is never one to intentionally ruffle any feathers, she is guilty of being quite the gossiper so long as it allows her to remain in the loop. But she is kind and caring and tries to make herself available to lend an ear to anyone who needs her. But despite her best efforts, not everyone likes her as much as she thinks they should. This, along with her perfectionism, makes Indy rather bossy when others don’t act the way she wants them to. But she is young and learning much about the world and while she is blinded to it, Indigo is painfully naive. She believes she has all the answers and that everyone has the best intentions. Someone like Alchalar is just pure evil; there is no way he could have had his own motivations for what he did. In cases like that, Indigo views the world in strict black and white.
* ***Deceitful, Fake, and Volatile.*** Indigo’s personality in and of itself is based in lies. She is a master at wearing different masks, switching effortlessly depending on who she is interacting with. She is Raylan’s daughter, and so everything she does, every failure and mistake, reflects back on him. And that fact kills her. And so Indigo does whatever she can to be his good little girl, even if it means telling a few white lies to his face. She doesn't mind lying to others if it protects her from ridicule and blocks judgement on her father. But some days, she doesn’t believe she really has a true self. She struggles with her identity when she strips away her lineage and it causes her immense stress. She tends to shove those thoughts deep down and ignore them with a cheery smile. But the amount of pressure she places on herself to be perfect sometimes overwhelms her, and if someone were to press her in these times she is quick to explode on them. Thankfully, she rarely allows that to happen.

## Pre-Group History

The winter Anita gave birth to Indigo and her sibling was a time of great stress on the small Mhorian band. A sudden plague infected them, their already dwindling numbers taking an even harsher hit. Everyone suffered in some way, but for Indigo, she knew nothing of the horrors those wolves were forced to live through. She was born knowing only the warmth of her mother’s belly. Even in those early days, when her ears and eyes had only barely opened, she knew that her father and mother adored her and her sibling with their entire souls. It was through this unconditional love that she was able to grow up strong and healthy, despite her early entrance into the world.

As the seasons changed and she grew bigger yet, Raylan began raising Indigo up in the ways of Mhor. She sat for hours, mesmerized by his tales of the Otherworld and nature itself. While the band was nomadic, and everything on their travels was new to her, the prospect of there being an entirely hidden world just beyond her reach thrilled her. She wondered what kind of wolf she had been before this life, and often she would meditate in order to gain access to those slumbering memories. She could have sworn she unlocked the means to her previous life, but upon waking up she would forget her dreams completely, much to her dismay and annoyance. But the lingering feeling of greatness always remained with her. It was their destiny, her destiny, to rebuild the glory of Mhor, and Indigo was certain to do whatever was needed to be there to accomplish it.

She was ever the obedient and perfect student; she listened and learned quickly, asking appropriate questions to deepen her understanding. Her puppy curiosity was endless and she would stay up for hours passed her bedtime asking her parents about all the magic in the world. She briefly met a few other Mhorians who seemed like legends to her, despite their weariness and fatigue. And though she barely knew them, Indigo loved her bandmates with a passion. She strived to become someone they could look to and find solace in. She set her sights on joining the Assembly, handpicked by the Archruler to help lead the pack. There, she would do them all proud as a wolf of Mhor.

Her life continued on much the same. Mhor itself continued on for a time without any casualties. But it all ended on the night of Alchalar’s betrayal. The primal bloodshed of brother against brother scarred Indigo, leaving her paralyzed on her feet, eyes glued to the horror. She had never seen such cruel brutality before, never knew wolves were capable of such things, and it shook her to the core.

She understood Raylan’s decision to keep his small family farther away from the band after that night. She understood he only wanted to protect them. She understood, but she was still upset at what felt like being in isolation.

The night terrors started around that time. No longer did Indigo dream about adventures of her previous life. Instead, her dreams were haunted with demons and soaked with blood. Though to admit she was afraid was to admit that she was weak. And she was Raylan’s daughter. Strong and courageous Raylan. She knew he would disapprove of her hiding this from him as he was the most understanding and loving father she could ever ask for. She only needed to confide in him and he would be sure to help her. But to put this burden on him was unfair. She could keep this small weakness to herself, for his sake.

As the months went on and her body grew more and more, Indy’s bottomless energy somehow grew as well. She was ravenous for new experiences and for ways to release this pent up fire in her soul. She would spend hours sparring and wrestling with Raylan and her brother to try to find some sort of outlet. It was during this growth spurt period that Raylan declared his pups’ training to be finished for the time being. The family were once again allowed back to mingle with the band. And so soon to the time they were to arrive at their new home.

Indigo barely had time to introduce herself to everyone before the excitement of settling down took over the band. However, no one had been anticipating the winter to be as harsh as this season’s. Indy didn’t have any recollection of snow, but she began to hate the eternal cold and dampness it brought. On top of that, there were no fresh sources of running water and anxiety spread through the Mhorians like wildfire. Had they traveled all this way, just to perish?

She stayed with her mother in the den most days. Anita was more fragile than Raylan, and it seemed a sickness had taken hold of her. Indigo curled around her mother, never leaving her side, pouring all the leftover warmth she could muster into her cuddles. She couldn’t just die, not after all the trouble they had getting to this place. But the fever claimed Anita fast and Indy had once again experienced the unfair and unfathomable cruelty death brought with it.

But she wasn’t expecting Raylan to die as well.

She didn’t understand how someone so bold and proud could crumple so quickly. She grieved; she loved her motherly dearly. But Anita was no longer in pain. She could rest in the Summerlands for a time before joining their family in her own way. Her religion comforted her and she expected Raylan to feel a similar comfort. But he didn’t. He was barely the father she remembered. Of course, he brushed it off and acted like he was alright to everyone else. But Indy knew her father. She could see how devastated he was. And it numbed her soul to watch him go through that pain alone.

## Trivia

* Is a daddy’s girl through and through.
* Absolutely despises getting wet. Do not take her to the beach for a romantic getaway unless you plan to break up with her.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
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