Aria

The wind whipped through the silver fur of Aria, her sharp emerald eyes glinting in the fading light. She was no ordinary wolf, but a princess, heir to the Silvermoon Pack, a lineage of wolves who lived in harmony with the whispering forests and the crystal-clear lakes. Her lineage was forged in ancient magic, a gift from the moon goddess herself, granting them the ability to shift between human and wolf forms at will.