Once upon a time there was a beautiful little girl, beloved by her mother and her grandmother. One day the mother made her daughter a beautiful red, hooded cloak and afterwards the girl was known as Little Red Riding Hood. Shortly after the mother sent her daughter through the woods to her grandmother’s house, with a basket of goods and medicine, and a warning to stay on the path. Young and naive the girl was and assured her mother she would go straight to grandma’s home, and not stop along the way.
It was a beautiful spring day and a field of flowers just begging to be picked, unable to help herself the girl stopped, and left the path to gather some. After several moments a shadow fell over her and she found herself face to face with a wolf.
They exchanged pleasantries, with the wolf inquiring as to where it was she went.
“Why, to my grandmother’s house of course, she isn’t feeling very well and mother wants me to bring her medicine and food.” the girl explained. The crafty wolf, seeing an opportunity, told the girl of a quicker path through the woods. Thanking him the girl took it, unaware it was actually the longer way, while the wolf zipped through the woods, arriving at the old woman’s house before the girl. Impersonating the granddaughter the wolf let himself inside and gobbled up the old woman.
By the time the girl arrived the wolf was snuggled down in the grandmother's bed, and answered in a croaky voice to the girl's greeting.
“My grandmother, what big eyes you have grandmother.” The girl said seeing the big yellow eyes in the gloomy room.
“The better to see you my dear.”
“My grandmother, what big ears you have.” The girl said seeing the pointed ears, black in the darkness.
“The better to hear you with my dear.”
“My grandmother, what big teeth you have.” The girl said as she took a seat beside the bed.
“The better to eat you with my dear!”
With that, the wolf gobbled up the girl. There is a bit where a hunter comes and chops the wolf up, but that’s not part of our story. Our story is a different tale, the truth, about the mother of monsters.
In life Ana is sure of only two things, that her true home lies in the woods surrounding their small town, and that one day at her father’s will she would be married. One day she meets a creature that would change her world utterly, and through her he would bring forth a line that others would call werewolf.
This role play is fairly open and YC is open to interpretation. I am very willing to discuss things.