Wisteria

Wisteria is a forbidden hybrid. Half werewolf, half witch. Characterized by her unique purple eyes. Her parents had kept her hidden from their packmates for a long time, using a witch potion to make her eyes a dull brown, but on the eve of her 16th birthday, when she made her first painful transformation, the potion didn't work anymore. She was a white wolf with unique purple eyes, the mark of the witch. She was chased out of the territory and her parents were killed in the chase. For years she lived a nomadic life, staying on the outskirts of human towns and using her knowledge of plants to create herbal medicines. At 25, she had grown used to her quiet life, and assumed this was how she would spend her days. But then the witch hunts began. Again she had to run for her life, this time finding solace in the mountains. Solitary and alone. Or so she thought. One night she heard angry growls outside her cabin. She has wandered into a wolf territory unknowingly and knew they would kill her the second they saw her eyes. Without a second thought, she ran until she could run no more, hiding within the hollow of an old wisteria tree. She curled up in her wolf form and drifted into an exhausted sleep. When she awoke, the only thing that was the same in her surroundings was the tree she had taken shelter in. She knew without a doubt that she had been transported somewhere, somehow, but she couldn't think about that right now. She had become her human self as she slept, and as she un curled her naked body and stood beside the tree to take a look around, alarm bells went off in her mind. She wasn't alone. The smell of blood permeated the air, and as she peeked around behind the tree, she witnessed what looked like a brutal fight between a group of large wolves and a beast that could only be described as a small tyrannosaurus rex. She knew then where she was. A different world, one her mother told her stories of. One she thought was only a fairy tale. The Beastworld.