Sif

A delicate, vain, yet lovable she-dragon. She's quite playful and ladylike, but is quite appearance-conscious and prefers indoor activities that won't spoil her appearance or put excessive strain on her. She doesn't like to exercise, and as a result is quite flabby and pale. The only way she ever manages to maintain her perfect body is by occasional guilting by Baldur into working out. Even though she finds Baldur to be a pathetic, inexcusable twit, she enjoys his company, as he's just as much of a perfectionist as she is and they commiserate over their search for beauty and admiration. Sometimes they'll even help to groom each other's wings, but since Sif hates it when anyone touches her, she'll usually groom herself without assistance. She finds the other dragons of the clan to be dreadful bores, but enjoys the fatherly company of Ymir and admires Thor for his good looks and bold nature, hoping to perhaps impress him enough to become mates one day. She's protective of her horns because they are quite fragile and can be broken off easily-she claims the dragon Loki once snapped off her horns and she forced him to get replacement golden ones for her, but the authenticity of this story is to be doubted as Sif is quite the drama queen. She tends to freak out over anything that doesn't go her way and is susceptible to swooning fits if she's very ill or overstressed. It's not uncommon to see her lounging on a heap of fabric with an icepack on her head and her familiar Cashmere at her side, complaining that she can't possibly go on with her wings looking like that. Mate of Surtur (who is also transgender).