"Oh, thank you so much," Wolf gasped, clinging to her cloak a little as she nearly stumbled into the old woman's home. As Red's grandmother moved to shut the door, Wolf edged behind her, moving into the perfect position. One of the vials from her cloak slipped into her hand and she picked the cork off with a claw. Careful, careful...now!
One arm wrapped around the old woman's stomach, while the other, clutching the vial, went to her mouth. She shoved the vial past her lips and upturned it, pouring the liquid down into the woman's throat, pinching her nose shut and pulling her head so it was tilted backward, forcing her to swallow. The travelers she usually found in the woods were young, like Red, so she never had much use for a potion to reverse aging, but she was glad she had this one sitting around.