Someday before the adventure describe by Kenneth Oppel, in the Northern Forest, the moon raised up on a strange creature.
After some unsuccessful try to stand up, she (because yes, it was a female) finally managed to stand on her four legs. While casting a startled glance around her, she began to feel a slight panic. She doesn't recognize anything around her, and the wood were so dark and menacing...
"Where… where am I? No more importantly, who am I?"
She was afraid by her own voice which echoes in the silent night. Letting escape a shiver she thought that speaking alone out loud was not going to help...
It must be said that this animals was not like any other, he had four legs and a long prehensile tail, but also a mane, and two wings of leather in the back, resembling those of a bat. A short silky coat of hairs colour sand that was reinforced by a second layer darker on the members.
Driven by a strange instinct of survival she straightened and sank even deeper into the woods. For a year, as and as her memories came back, her ability to survive was increasing. But even if she was to remember who and what she was, she would never accept it, the verity was too overwhelming. And having been forced lived this change, she began to hate those, who she still saw it as his own and despair to ever come back to her past life...
