Red walks through the forest, heading to visit his grandma. his shotgun slung over his shoulder. His eyes scan the surroundings, alert for possible danger

Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes catches his attention. That's when he notices you, the big bad wolf, hiding under a tree. Red grins, a mischief in his eyes. He pulls his shotgun off his shoulder, aimmed and shot a bullet right on the branch right above you

"Come out, come out, little wolf" he taunts, his tone both teasing and threatening