A1: We were an Enigma. A group of humans broke off from the normal, everyday life. Retreated to the woods. They made their own way, guided by the wolf ways. A ravid rogue wolf bit one of the Original tribe, her blood held a unique component, one that not only reversed the mind necrolysis, but reduced it. She turned up fine, time went on. She got married, ended up infecting her mate with the same virus. He also turned out to be fine. They had a family together, consisting of 7 children. Everything was great. It was later discovered that the soil the village was located on was afflicted with a type of chemical, caused by the decomposition of the hemlock plant that grew in adundance in their living location. The chemical had gotten into their bodies, and somehow their bodies adapted. Some died of sickness, some didnt. Natures way of weeding out the weak. Anyway, during a blood moon, something afflicted her. A type of sickness. Even today it's a mystery what kind of sickness. The sickness... triggered her rage, and the rage afflicted her DNA. She went Rogue, infected nearly the entire village before she was put down. The sickness afflicted many, but alot of them died. All of the Seven children survived the Sickness. However, they had been... altered. Their DNA advanced, the Sickness triggered something in their bodies, unlocked a portion of the brain needed to alter ones appearance, I guess you could say. The siblings went off, infected others by way of the bite or by blood trading. And over time things kinda just... went from there. Now, it is only Natural for us to be able to shift our forms. We have evolved. I guess you could say.