A story about a certain lone wolf, a wolf with fur the colour of crimson. This fur, was the origins of his name, Red.
Along his journeys, Red encounters a series of troubles and mishaps along his quest, a quest for a place to belong, though it has taken him far and wide, he finally stumbles into a snowy forest, coincidentally bumping into what seems to be another pack. It was no ordinary pack, it differed from others, some could say it to be... magical...
But not only did he find that pack, he also found... hunters...
The wolf finds himself wound up with the pack's problems though, where his life of solitude and independence, all ended in a moment's pass...