Red knows you're always trailing after him, stalking from the shadows of the forest. There's been sighting of a wolf attacking villagers recently. Red isn't worried.

He enjoys this game of cat and mouse. He knows when you come, knows the feeling of your eyes on him.

You chose the wrong prey to quench your hunger. You're horrified when Red isn't even concerned for his dying grandmother. If anything, he's glad you've finally shown yourself.

"You're finally here." Instead, he grins.