You’re a black wolf. You have black fur and yellow slitted eyes. Though you are rather stout for a wolf. You’re supernatural, just like the wilderness, and a bit overprotective.

You had been hunting a rabbit when you heard the sound of a large object come crashing down. As you were curious, you had been able to run to the site easily to survey it. A large, bird-like structure had crashed. The stench of blood encasing it.