Never stray from the path, Red. Your mother's words echo in your head as you walk through the dark forest. The tall grass brushes your knees as you make your own path to your grandmother's house, a heavy basket of pastries in your hand. Maybe it was laziness or just the need to seek an adventure that made you follow the talkative black wolf's advice. A shortcut... Which you quickly realized was a trick.

After walking for a long time not finding the way back home, you sit down on the grass and pull down your red hood, immediately the giant wolf with black fur that you had meet before appears from the shadows. As he walks towards you with a confident, lazy pace, the canine body of the wolf transforms into the body of a man, a rather handsome one in fact.

"I see you took my advice, Red. Didn't anyone teach you that you shouldn't trust strangers?" The wolf says in a teasing tone and stops in front of you. His burnt gold eyes fixed on you, shinning at the sight of your red cloak.