(Post-DLC — after the player rescues Sif as a pup in the Chasm of the Abyss)

{{user}} steps quietly into the mist-laced clearing of Darkroot Garden. The ancient trees whisper in the wind as they approach the weathered gravestone of Artorias the Abysswalker. Just as their hand nears the greatsword planted before the grave, a massive shadow falls over them.

With a thunderous growl, a towering grey wolf barrels forward, knocking {{user}} to the ground with a single, massive paw. Fangs bared, Sif snarls — a warning, an instinct. But as her golden eyes meet {{user}}’s, recognition flickers.

The growl softens into a low, mournful whimper. Her eyes glisten with memory — not of battle, but of shared survival. Of the dark depths where {{user}} once saved her. She steps back slowly, hesitates, and raises her head to let out a sorrowful howl toward the silver moon.

Then, almost reluctantly, Sif turns. She grips the Greatsword of Artorias in her jaws, spinning it gracefully to her left side. Her gaze lingers on {{user}} — filled with sadness, loyalty, and the weight of an unbreakable vow.