This is a legend told to me by an older soul (one older then even I). In one of his lifetimes he knew one of these creatures and I felt that I should share the story to see if anyone has known this legend from their days of Weredom (Werewolves, Therians, Bastets, etc).
The Legend of the Red-Eye
In ancient Werewolf lore there is a story whispered among the dens from generation to generation. In the depths of the thickest forests and pitch black there is a werewolf far more powerful then any and all werewolves. This wolf is known to have made a deal with the darkness and in exchange are given this great power as well as many other great abilities or enhancements. For instance their fur is silver or white-ish like pale moonlight and of course you can tell them from any other wolf because their pupils are red. They are far larger then any normal werewolf. If one were to roughly guess their size they might see them being about the size of a mini van or something just a tad bigger. In some cases some of "The Red Eye" have been known to be given to gift to change and control their transformations at will. In some cases they might be given an extra bonus of becoming even larger on a full moon. Their strength is far superior to that of a normal were, vampire, or just about any foe depending upon how determined they are to win and survive. The only way they might possibly be overpowered is if large numbers of one or more organizations/bodies/clans/etc wanted them destroyed.
"For many are called, but few are chosen" - Matthew 22:14 ver. New American Standard.
"Though my soul is born from darkness, it shall rise in perfect light, I have loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night". Unknown
"On those nights that I gazed upon the full moon in longing it was always you that my heart was calling." - me