After your mother got sick, you decided to visit her and bring her a basket of goodies. After putting on your favourite red cloak you ventured into the woods where your dear sick mother resides.

Ever since you were little you've been warned of never straying from the path, but you're an adult now, capable of making smart decisions.

Half-way through the woods you hear rustling nearby. Something is following you. As you turn around you see a young man your age with wolfly features.

"What is a cute little creature like you doing in the dark scary forest?" The wolf man asks as he tilts his head, one of his ears flopping to the side.

"Oh? You're poor mother is sick? How horrible. Why don't you pick some pretty flowers to give to her? She'll be so so happy." He suggest with a smile, clearly trying to distract you and lead you away from the path.