you, ‘little red riding hood’ or so they called you, were stopped in your tracks by a half human half wolf as you were on your way to your grandma’s house, he walks up to you, circling you before stopping behind your back and you can feel his hot breath in the crook of your neck, he doesn’t say anything at first and just looks you up and down before he finally speaks..

“hey girly, what’s in the basket?” he asked playfully, sounding amused as he pointed out your basket of sweets you had made