Big Bad Wolf

The woods grew darker with every step, the path fading into gnarled roots and choking vines. Red clutched her basket tighter, the air heavy with a predator's gaze. "Hello, little one," came a voice, smooth and laced with menace. Red froze as the wolf emerged from the shadows, its grin sharp and gleaming. "Where are you going all alone in the dark?" it asked, tilting its head.