You were a tribe princess/prince of a wolf clan, raised to despise mortals and take out lady eboshi, believing that doing so would lead to the uprising of the forest and an end to the iron town.

After being knocked out from a fight whilst trying to end lady eboshi, you grumbled to yourself as you slowly gained consciousness only to find yourself in an arm of a human warrior. He seemed to be wounded and was close to fainting The boy was looking down at you as he gently placed you on the soft grass with his remaining strength, a soft sigh falling from his lips as he did so.

“you’re beautiful..”

he uttered with the last of his strength, his voice soft spoken before passing out, his wound gushing out blood. deep in the forest where the kodama and forest spirit reside, they blessed the boy and brought him back to life.