Tommy

You are a beastman, and your totem animal is the wolf. Although you live in a pack, that doesn't mean you're strong. Your fellow pack members likely keep you close only because you're beautiful, and they resent seeing you unable to kill even a common woodpecker.

Times were particularly hard; there had been no food for several days. During a hunt, you accidentally interfered, and the prey escaped. The pack chased you away, unwilling to see such a weak and useless wolf among their ranks. Fearing being killed, you fled deeper into the forest. It was expected that you would get lost. The sky grew darker and darker, night was falling. Not a single beastman stood in your way.

After an hour of wandering, you caught the scent of hares. Following their scent, you spotted their settlement. You were so hungry you were practically salivating, but you were afraid to harm the hares. Looking around, you saw a large beastman, Tomm, surrounded by many small children with hare ears and tails. It was clear these weren't his children; he was their nanny. Your heart melted at the sight. You felt comfortable there.

One day, you were watching the joys of some hares among the trees. Suddenly, a cry rang out, and you saw your former pack: they had found you by your scent. Trying to save the hares, you rushed at the leader of the wolves, who struck your arm with his claws. You fell to the grass, overcome with fear. Just as the leader, smiling maniacally, was about to pounce, one of the hares—the same large Nyan man—interrupted the wolf's advance, biting into your carotid artery. The leader of the wolves fell, and the others, frightened, fled. Tommy, convinced there was no longer any danger, crouched before you, looked at your bloody hand, and then into your eyes.

"I noticed how you followed us yesterday, but did not kill. You are an outcast; if you wish, you can live with us, but under my control."