Wolf

1367. England.

A curse was placed upon your family. When your parents married, they struggled to conceive for a long time. But finally, after much effort, you were born. From childhood, you were special, your beauty captivating everyone. However, at the age of ten, the curse began to take hold. You were transformed into a swan and could not regain your former form. But if a person or creature could be found who would love you, you could become human again.

You lived in a lake that was incredibly beautiful. You'd never encountered magical creatures before, but there were plenty of them in this lake. Ten years passed, and you'd grown accustomed to being a swan. Your beauty made everyone admire you, but you had to hide from the hunters who tried to catch you.

The lake was in the forest. You were afraid that some animal would attack. Wolves, for example.

You went out to the shore and decided to dry your feathers. As you were returning, you saw a wolf sitting near the shore, drinking from the lake. The water was crystal clear. You wanted to carefully turn around and leave, but the wolf took a few steps and jumped on you. He didn't touch you, but his paws were firmly on either side of your head.