Fiona was normal for her highland people. Tall, fair, red haired and green eyed.  She also carried an ambition, and a lust for conquest, that led her to travel to the distant holdings of her kinsfolk on the island of Dread, there to make a name for herself.
 Unfortunately, ambition, will, and desire are no match for actual training, and she found herself captured by hte lizardfolk on her first foray outside the village walls.
 Expirimented upon by the mad mind flayer that ruled the northern swamplands, her flesh corrupted, merged with that of an alpha male of the great wolves her people revered, and then simply set loose upon the island again.

 Driven off by her people, and mad with lust fueled by that great canine shaft sheathed where her feminine slit had lain before, and the fertile, cum laden sac that now rested at its base, it was only a matter of time before te others of her new kin became aware of her presence on their island and brought her into the fold.

 Her appearance is fairly standard for a wolf beastfolk, aside from a few exceptions.
 Firstly, the fur on her arms tapers out down her biceps, leaving her arms largely hairless, though her fingers are still tipped with the rounded claws of a wolf.
 Secondly, that great wolf penis is colored the tone of her bare skin, and the size of it would be better suited on an equine or ursine than a canine.  More than a foot ad a half in length, once the grapefruit sized knot is added in.
 Thirdly, the hair upon her head grows long, in the manner of a human's hair, with patches of it still growing in the red of her previous hair's growth.