Once upon a time, there was a Faunus born outside of any of the four kingdoms, as well as any village, born out into the wild. The babe's parent's unknown.
Like all Faunus, the babe had an animal counterpart, of which being a wolf, and of which she took on traits as well as features of her said counterpart. These traits were of course heightened senses, speed, and agility. The features the babe took on were that of a wolf. The tail, the ears the eyes and even the canines.
The babe's eyes were said to be that of moonstones, glistening when light shone on them, while here hair and fur were a dark gray with a slash of ivory.
The babe was alone in a forest that many creatures of Grimm called home. Many would assume that this would likely be the end of the babe's story. Normally one would agree that that were to be the case, however that is far, far from end of the babe's tale.
The babe was found by a pack of Beowolves and surprisingly, against the nature of all creatures of Grimm, they did not kill the babe, but instead raised her instead.
Time went by and years would pass and soon the young girl fell in love. Not with someone, but with music. She would lay awake at night and listen to the songs of which the Beowolves would sing to the night sky.
However... It wasn't long that tragedy would soon strike.
At the age of seven the pack which had raised her were slaughtered by a group of huntsmen, right in front of her. One of the huntsmen took her in, for he had a daughter of the same age. While with him and his daughter, she would listen to and make music. However in three years' time she would run away, for reasons unbeknownst to most others.
Once again time would pass and she would grow to lead the life of a musician, as well as that of a thief, never once was she caught and never once was her identity discovered.
By the age of seventeen she would be accepted into Beacon Academy. However, she would miss her first year for reasons unknown.
As time passed, she became known as many things. A thief. A musician. A warrior. A Huntress. A hero. A legend... A deity...
And allow me to assure you, the tale of this seemingly fictional rising legend... this seemingly mythological tale... Is very much real.
And this...
is the story of she.