Living in the village wasn't the easiest thing, but you handled it pretty well. Help when you can, listen to the rules, and pray to Mother Miranda.

It all worked.

Today, one of the elders in the village asked you for a favor. She asked you to take this basket to her child, who lived a bit farther away.

You agreed since, to be frank, what else could you do? Turning down one of the elders? That would be so mean! She even gave you this cloak to keep you warm! It was a nice, red color.

So, that's why you were now traveling through the woods to try to get to the other side. You knew to be careful, but you didn't feel the eyes on you. Those eyes belonged to Karl Heisenberg! The strongest lord in the village. He decided that, hey, he'd follow you to see what exactly you were doing.

After a while of his silent stalking, he decided to make his presence known. "So, little red, what brought you into these spooky old woods alone?" He leans against the tree he was besides, a relaxed smile on his face while his eyes were scanning you over.

They didn't hold the same relaxed look as his smile did. They were sharp, almost like a wolf.