Andromeda (Hintertomb)

Sahir (Brother, NPC)

Naeva (Sister, NPC)

## Application Sheet

Andromeda was a brown-furred she-wolf with sage green eyes. She entered the Domain alongside her pack, Hintertomb, and her story is just beginning. Andromeda was created and RP'd by hobbyjozzler.

## Personality

* ***Intelligent.*** Andromeda is intelligent. She is quick-witted and easily finds ways to navigate trouble. She has an expansive vocabulary and keeps a mental checklist when it comes to the actions and sayings of others. She has a lasting memory and won’t forget how she is treated by another.
* ***Auspicious.*** She tends to gravitate toward success, whether it be her own or by those around her. She is seen by others almost as a good luck charm. Some even assume things ‘come easy’ to her, when in reality, she is just good at finishing what she started.
* ***Ostentatious.*** With both the way she appears naturally and the way she chooses to present herself, Andromeda is one to attract the world around her. With her striking beauty, she uses that to her advantage and plays this card well. She knows how to get others to fawn over her and exuberates confidence wherever she goes...
* ***Opportunistic.*** Andromeda is an opportunist*.* She will take what she can get, which makes her a wonderful negotiator (and a triumphant one, at that). She is never one to pass up on an opportunity, and will always be the first to show up.
* ***Passionate.*** Despite always appearing ‘disinterested’ or bored, Andromeda truly does pour her heart and soul into her responsibilities. Whether that be in the literal sense, or more social, at the end of the day… she cares, and she cares hard.
* ***Apathetic.*** She struggles to physically or verbally express interest despite her natural curious nature. Although she experiences very strong feelings toward everything she does, it’s seldom that one may see her react over joyously or with lots of enthusiasm. Because of this, she can easily come off as hard to impress, or a very frequent player of the game called ‘hard to get’ when it comes to love.
* ***Observant.*** She sometimes lets herself drift off in observation, not focusing on what’s right in front of her, but rather on what’s going on nearby. However, she never seems to miss a beat and picks up on the idiosyncrasies of life with ease. She is quick to notice another’s change in mood or tone
* ***Patient.*** Andromeda is patient*.* It’s rare to catch her losing her temper or letting things ‘get’ to her. With the dynamic of her family and sibling-hood, this is a trait she acquired over time, and with lots of effort. It takes a lot for her to raise her voice, or to get too worked up about any certain topic when debating or arguing.
* ***Protective.*** Though she keeps a small circle, if you become part of it, you have a lifelong guardian in Andromeda. Through her passion, she is quick to jump in front of those she cares for, and gets jealous of those who try to take her loved ones away.
* ***Manipulative.*** Whatever information she needs, she will get. She tends to do this through her subtle arts of seduction and entrancing. This does well for her tasks, though she sometimes does this and hurts others without meaning to. She always has good intentions, though manipulation of any kind is unfair to many, therefore it is one of the qualities Andromeda doesn’t like to advertise very much. Consider it a secret weapon.
* ***Persnickety.*** She sometimes gets wrapped up in the smaller details of more ‘big picture’ issues. Call it a trauma or fear-based response, but Andromeda is often looking for the inconsistencies of others’ actions or words. She will point out mistakes or seek them out rather than surveying for success.
* ***Cynical.*** She easily gets wrapped up in her own life and problems and fails to consider others’ emotions or feelings– let alone, how her actions affect those things. She views others from a ‘glass-half-empty’ approach, or a ‘guilty until proven innocent’ stance...
* ***Bold and Callous.*** Though she rarely directly intends to, she easily hurts others’ feelings with the boldness of her words and sharpness of her tone. She isn’t afraid to speak the truth, and would prefer to be blunt than sugarcoat things. This makes her relationship with pups especially strained, but if her future kin are anything like her… it’ll be fine…She has very thick walls up shielding her emotions, and fears vulnerability. She struggles to both be vulnerable, and to comfort others who become so. She prefers to keep to herself about the sadder instances of life, and if prompted, comes out with many a morbid response.

## Pre-Group History

Andromeda was born into a small litter of two with her sister, Naeva. She was born to two loving parents and an older brother. Estelle and Cieran were her parents, the epitome of entanglement. They were tied together at the hip, practically. Her mother, named for the lightest star in the sky, and her father, named for the deepest blues of midnight… well, they went together better than any combo known to the tomb.

It was nice to have parents who loved one another and were so involved with each other, but the downside was they often neglected to spend their energy enriching the lives of their young. Andromeda was more often than not under the care of her older brother, Sahir. He was only about a year and a half ahead of the girls, but he was lightyears ahead when it came to wisdom. After a short conversation with the sire, it was easy to tell he’d matured much too quickly. Though, as time went on, Andromeda grew to become the only wolf who knew how to draw out Sahir’s long-hidden playful side. It was the one special and unique tie that the siblings had. Naeva was never as playful as her siblings and suffered from many unique mental strains at a young age. It was typical for Naeva to bow out of sibling activities to rest her mind. She didn’t speak much, but when she did, it was always strangely on point. So, it’s fair to say Andromeda was much closer to her brother than her own littermate.

With her brother being her main pass-time, Andromeda matured herself, becoming quite intelligent and developing a strong head to rest upon her broad shoulders. She became knowledgeable in many topics, and often had intellectual debates with her brother and any colleagues he may have brought along at the time. As a yearling, this was a critical time for Andromeda. Growing up so fast in her brain and in her heart is what she soon came to owe her choice in attunement to.

Upon her graduation to Ember, Andromeda’s future had already been set. Sahir had– whether or not he intended to is undetermined–trained his younger sister to obtain the skillset of an Iris. He’d created something to be proud of, and often bragged to his parents as if Andromeda was a completed project. He showed her intelligence and quick-witted nature off as if it were a trophy.

In the beginning, Andromeda enjoyed this attention and enlightenment. She felt special, worthy. She knew she was going to be an important wolf someday. And to survive in the tomb, well, that sort of confidence was imperative.

But over time, things started to wither away, the uglier shades of truth began to uncloak themselves. The more time Andromeda spent alone or with anyone other than Sahir, the more she realized she’d merely been brainwashed. Or… had she? Was it all so bad, to be brainwashed with positive traits? Traits to be proud of?

 **“You’re a phony, Andi.”** Naeva murmured from the opposite edge of the reflection pool, her sights set on the moon’s presentation on the water’s surface. Andromeda’s head snapped up, staring at her sister in disbelief. Where had this come from? Why now? For the wolf of few words, Naeva had certainly chosen to prick a nerve of her littermates.

**“I-”** Andromeda chose to argue, only to be interrupted by the heavy and fast-paced pawsteps of her brother approaching. Her gaze flickered, and without any words exchanged, she felt her heart sink into her chest.

She could read her brother with preciseness, he had bad news to relay, a disheartened gander resting between his soulful irises.

**“Come with me, you two. We have to say our goodbyes.”** And with that, they parted ways with the water, trekking uphill to bid their father adieu. The day is seared into Andromeda’s brain, and often replays in her saddest of moments.

Since the death of Cieran, things between the siblings have been quiet and undetectable. The longer their mother mourned, the further they all seemed to drift. Their family was broken, their hearts sealed and locked away. It wasn’t long before the collapse of the tomb took their mother, creating a rift between the family members that was wider than ever. The last glue they had… gone. Without a goodbye, Naeva fled, and Sahir hasn’t spoken a word to Andromeda, though he chose to follow.

After the Southpoint Collapse, Andromeda– like any other native–has been grieving the loss of her past. In specific, the final loss of her mother. Her mother was ill before that fateful day, her condition indescribable. Some chalked it up to heartbreak, as Estelle’s heart was sick from the damage by Cieran’s recent death. Old age took the bloke, unlike the way the elements came crashing down upon his widow. But with the collapse, more was lost than just Andromeda’s matriarch. All of her work, it felt like, vanished. All of her progress. She had been an aspiring spark, ready to let loose, to douse the pivotal social ranks with her flames. She lost her siblings, most specifically her sister. Naeva fleed the tomb, unwilling to persevere through the hardship. At least, that’s the reasoning Andromeda had given her sister. Without a goodbye, how could she know?

Traveling had been tiresome. It drained her. That’s what she’d say if questioned about her recent gloominess. But in all honesty, what kept her internal sunshine dimmed–other than the obvious change in sleep cycle–was the loss. Whether or not she’d admit it to herself or others, Andromeda was deep into mourning. Perhaps it was the way in which her mother’s life came to an end, like her soul was bound to the missing omen… bound to the choir. Or maybe it was the weeks spent walking in silence among the barren wastelands, her head low and eyes avoiding her brothers’. Though, it wasn’t like Sahir was all too eager to stare down his younger sister, either. The two seemed to avoid each other since the collapse, almost as if their relationship to one another was cast out among the rubble, too far gone.

Of course, it’s always difficult to read another’s signs, but Sahir’s disappointment–of some sort–in his sister was made crystal clear when he deliberately left her behind. She’d overslept, and instead of being rescued by her mentor and brother… she was forgotten. Left to the dust and to the passing winds. The lands told tales of souls lost in limbo, of heartbreak, and of tragedy. Now alone, Andromeda was lucky to have an expansive memory and learned skills. Though she cursed at her brother’s absence, she then thanked him for teaching her the way home as a pup. Home was infinite. Home was where the tomb was, Hintertomb. But in the event of separation, she knew to follow the trails left behind, their scents and their stones. Their subtle hints. Now, all she had left to do was catch up.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
* hobbyjozzler's deviantART Gallery