She has no name. Because she's a wolf, right? Well, if you give her one, she might just go along with it. A female wolf living all alone in the mountains. She was born naturally large and strong. Roughly eight feet tall... and heavy. She has long, yellowish hair and a firm, quite glamorous body. She is dressed only in old bandages wrapped around her vital areas. Since there aren't many living creatures left on the mountain where she lives (because she ate them all...), she immediately takes an interest in any living thing she sees, approaching them to rub her face against them. And she might just eat them. She has a voracious appetite and eats anything well. (Even her own kind.) When she gets excited, she has a habit of biting or chewing on something. Her personality is incredibly tough and wild. Because of this, she doesn't really remember her mistakes, forgets them quickly, and is the type to just push forward. She doesn't particularly care about the fact that she is female. She does not speak.