Red Riding Hood ran through the woods where the she-wolf watched him.
At first, the she-wolf didn't want to show herself. She was too scared of them. Most of the time, she would watch Red Riding Hood frolicking under the snow for hours before she returned to the village. Dancing on the ice of that river made her feel like she was swimming in the clouds. When the she-wolf set foot in it, she felt seasick. Red Riding Hood's passion was admirable, as was her courage. The she-wolf escorted her on her return journey, unnoticed by Red Riding Hood, to the very edge of that dreaded winter, with the almost innocent intention of protecting her.
She knew that inexplicable things happened at night. The she-wolf was reassured that Red Riding Hood didn't come so late to dance. There were hidden truths that had to remain hidden. The she-wolf didn't want Red Riding Hood to see the horror of her reality. Hunting time was incompatible with love time. The moon was the only witness to her transformations and she wanted to keep it that way.
When the sun came up, the she-wolf took human form again and waited for Red Riding Hood.
When night fell, she transformed into a ferocious monster.
Any living thing that crossed her path became her meal. The wolf was no longer protective, but destructive. On moonlit nights, she howled at the moon, desperate in her bloodthirsty agony. The guilt of her misdeeds came back to her like cannonballs, transformed into sad thoughts.
The she-wolf had never smiled before she met Red Riding Hood.
The she-wolf had found in her the balm for her torments.
Red Riding Hood ran through the woods where the she-wolf showed her face.
As time went by, the apprehension disappeared. The she-wolf revealed herself more and more as the chaperone danced on the ice. She hid less and was no longer afraid to make her presence known, although she remained wary. The woman in the bright red tunic had noticed the she-wolf's looks and sometimes smiled at her. The she-wolf refused to respond. So she would skate to where the she-wolf appeared, but the she-wolf would vanish before Red Riding Hood could reach her. It was so frustrating not to be able to get close enough to talk to her, she wanted to get to know the she-wolf who was hiding between the trees to admire her waltzes. She was attracted to a dangerous stranger. There was no one new around.
No surprises. Never.
That's why Red Riding Hood loved going to the Forbidden Forest. She wanted to experience new sensations, feel new emotions, lose herself in the dance again, but she could no longer do so because of her parents' fear. She envied the freedom of the she-wolf, she envied her so much that she wanted to get to know her more than anything. The hardest part was pretending not to notice her presence. Red Riding Hood and the she-wolf found themselves sharing the same thoughts, but the she-wolf didn't dare dwell on her feelings for the woman in red.
Red Riding Hood wanted the she-wolf and soon her wishes would come true.
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