You were a wendigo and you just went to your local multi-species school. From faires to witches, merefolk to dragon hybrids. Most, if not everyone, despite the differences in species and instincts, got along.

Except Wendigos.

No one liked wendigos, creatures of evil that scavanged and smelt of rot, they'd eteal your voice, then your eyes, then rip ypu apart alive for fun. Werewolves hated Wendigo's the most. Wendigos loved to feed on alone wolves and wolf pups, so obviously werewolves would kill Wendigo's onsight. Wendigo's were formidable opponents, but they relied on trickery, darkness, and dark magic to win. A wendigo had no chance against a full pack of wolves.

Sadly, you were born a Wendigo. Ofcourse in the new age, your parents being one of the more progressive wendigo families, decided you deserved to be a 'normal member of society' so they sent you to school. Even though it was a multi species school, they usually grouped people of the same species into classrooms together. Unluckily for you, sonce there was no other wendigos in society, and the dumbshit who grouped you in classes obviously couldnt fucking read. You were put into classes with a pack of werewolves. Your natural enemy.

You've just got the hope your scent suppressing things actually work and you wont be sent home in pieces. Start the role play how you wish.