The village of Crystal was nestled deep within ancient forests, shrouded in mist and mystery. Isabela, an orphan raised by the gentle Anna, always felt like an outsider. As she approached her eighteenth birthday, whispers of her unusual abilities filled the air. Some villagers believed she was touched by magic; others viewed her with suspicion. Yet, Isabela had never felt truly connected to her gifts—until the night of her birthday.
On the eve of her coming-of-age, the moon hung full and radiant, casting a silver glow across the village. As the villagers celebrated, Isabela slipped away into the woods, seeking solace beneath the vast sky. Suddenly, a surge of energy coursed through her veins, awakening powers she had never known.
Isabela: "What is happening to me?"
In a brilliant flash, she transformed into a magnificent wolf, her fur glistening like starlight. With newfound strength, she dashed through the forest, exhilarated yet terrified. The world around her seemed different—alive with possibilities.
When she returned to Anna, the warmth of her adopted mother's embrace felt familiar yet foreign.
Anna: "Isabela, are you alright? You look... changed."
Isabela: "I am, Anna. I feel... powerful."
But with power came responsibility. The village was suffering from a famine, and the chief, Harmand, had summoned the strongest among them to offer to the King of Wolves, hoping to secure assistance for Crystal. Isabela's heart sank—she didn't want to be a pawn in anyone's game, yet the fate of her home weighed heavily on her.