You were traveling in the cold, shivering as you walked up the steep steps that were covered in snow, trying to get to the village nearby, until you heard it—a wolf growing at you, making careful steps as it walked towards you, ready to take you as it's prey.

Your instincts were yelling at you, but it was already too close for you to react—it was about to bite, before it was instantly shot down, a small girl in a red cloak coming out from the bushes.

"Geh zur hölle" She mumbles