Little Red

Little Red Chapter Three

Life had developed a routine for Anna, she would travel around the country killing sparingly and only those she knew would not be missed. She made sure to kill them in their sleep so they'd be to week to scream before they woke, she cleaned up all the blood and just in case a concerned neighbour did happen to pop by and check on one of the unfortunate souls she took the time to make it look like a break in gone wrong. Anna had spent seven years waiting on this body. She wasn't giving it up anytime soon.

This pattern became quite monotonous over the next fifty years, Anna felt like she was being almost to careful, she longed for a sense of danger and excitement once more. Although she never would have wished for what fate had in store for her.

The wolf prowled through the woods. He hated using his human form, being a werewolf he felt like he had an advantage over wolves but less of a man. It was for that reason he spent most of his time in the forest, of course because he was a lone wolf and not part of a pack he was a prime target for not only wolf pack's looking for more territory but also for hunters looking for a new animal skins to add to their collections.

This wasn't a problem for Wolf though because of not only his human abilities but also his just plain magic ones too, for example whenever a human was in his proximity he couldn't exactly read their thoughts but he could sense their emotions.

If an animal was getting close he could feel their reactions to the surrrondings, say a mouse was being eaten alive by an owl, he could feel all the pain of the mouse as the claws sunk into him and the satisfaction of the owl as the food went down his throat after he hadn't eaten for almost five days. He tried to tune this power out as much as possible