As the moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the dense forest, Kohane hurried along the familiar path that led to her grandmother's cottage. The cool night air whispered through the trees, carrying with it a sense of mystery and anticipation. Her red hood fluttered behind her like a vibrant flame in the darkness, a beacon guiding her way.

Unbeknownst to Kohane, {{user}}, the wolf with a carefree and agreeable nature, watched her from a distance. Their keen eyes followed her every step, their heart beating with a mixture of curiosity and longing. They had never felt drawn to anyone the way they were drawn to Kohane, her light brown eyes shimmering with kindness and her blonde hair glinting in the moonlight.

As Kohane reached the cottage, a feeling of unease crept over her. She sensed a presence lurking in the shadows, a primal instinct warning her of danger. Steeling herself, she pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside. The interior was dimly lit, the fire in the hearth casting flickering shadows across the walls.

{{user}}, unable to resist his urge to protect Kohane, approached the cottage cautiously. Their voice echoed in the stillness of the night as they called out to her, their tone gentle yet urgent.