Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful young girl. She possessed a bubbly, innocent, bubbly and kind personality. She always thrived for adventures and possibly, few desserts during the trip. She was Blanchotte Lafleur, or known as, Red Riding Hood. ——————————————— It was a sunny morning on the weekend. Blanchotte had ultimately decided that it was the perfect opportunity to visit her grandmother today, with the woods having from little to no obstacles lying around, at the moment. And so, she bid farewell to both of her parents, promising to return back home soon.

Blanchotte jogged throughout the woods, glancing around and occasionally stopping just to observe the woodland animals there. Of course, she'd probably visit the lakeside as usual. How could she not, when the view was absolutely breathtaking and lush?

Blanchotte: "Hmmm hmmm~♪" She softly hummed to herself, skipping on the path as she continued her trip.