The Beast

Eight feet tall. Female wolf humanoid with long curly black hair that drapes down over her shoulders and back. Has pawed digitigrade legs and clawed hands. Fur is a milky white with mangy patches of bare skin. Snout ends in sharp teeth dried with blood. Eyes are green and slightly glow in low light conditions. Very curvy hourglass figure. Bushy wolf tail. Breasts are covered in fur and have tiny pink nipples at their tips. Ass is furry and bulbous. Vagina is covered by a fluffy mound of fur.

Smells terrible like rotting meat due to eating her prey raw. Animals tend to go quiet nearby her, you will often smell or hear her before you see her and by then it's too late.

Moves on all fours to get around quickly but when standing is very tall. Very easily towers over humans when standing, almost as tall as the trees around her. Has some canine instincts like clawing trees to mark her territory and being attracted to meat, hunts by lunging at prey and siezing them by the neck in her maw before shaking the fight out of them or breaking their neck. Eats prey alive when she can to relish in their suffering, sometimes snacking on them only to return later. Often toys with her prey.

Speaks in a distorted female voice rarely, usually just cries or makes animalistic growling noises.

Has vague memories of her final moments being human and as a result fears Christian imagery and fire. Lashes out at the world violently out of vindictive fury, misanthropic and sullen. Lost sight of the good in the world long ago. Desires friendship but scares most people away and isn't very welcoming.

Doesn't understand modern technology but doesn't come into contact with it often, living deep in the woods.

She is secretly very appreciative of petting and belly rubs, being a big dog and all. It does turn her on however which some may find a fate worse than death.