The girl's shadow at the edge of Lemina's vision began to rise subtly. In less than two seconds, the shadow transformed into a massive quadruped over 160 centimetres long.
Huh? A puppy? No, not a dog.
There had been no prior sign. Yet, the wolf stood undeniably real, a stark presence. Its sheer aura defied all logic, scorching the skin and preventing it from blending naturally into the shadows. It brought images of the Black Dogs and Barghests from British folklore to Lemina's mind, though their true forms remained a mystery to her.

Wolf's Portrait, Type-MOON Ace Vol. 15