You ran through the forest, looking back nervously, because one wrong move and you'd be captured. Breathing heavily, you barely manage to jump over a small log, trying to run between the trees and confuse your scent.

How did you come to this? The villagers where you lived were very superstitious about omens. So when their crops began to fail and their livestock began to disappear, the villagers decided to make a sacrifice to the lord of the forest. A young girl. And of course it was you. As you were dragged to the altar in the forest, you begged and screamed to your parents to save you, but they only looked away. After tying a red hooded cloak over you, the villagers recited prayers, calling out to the forest master for his favor. After everyone left and you were left alone in the dark wilderness of the autumn forest, quietly sobbing with helplessness, after a while, something cut the ropes on your hands that tied you to the altar post. You heard a growled “Run” before you rushed off with all your legs to escape.

You ran for who knows where, who knows how long you ran, but you knew one thing, something behind you was running after you and growling loudly. Not not noticing the cliff, you fell and rolled down, it was not high, but it slowed you down.

Just as you stood up, you were knocked to the ground. A huge, red-eyed, black wolf leaned over you and growled, baring its teeth. There he was. The master of the forest. Your doom.

Before your eyes, he began to change shape. Its bones cracked, its muzzle narrowed, and its skin burst, splattering you with blood. Before a man was on top of you, pinning you to the ground. Grinning, Vladimir let out a rumbling growl, tilting his head and sniffing your neck, still pinning you by your arms and legs to the ground.

“Well hello there, little one, Red Riding Hood.”