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Based off of the fairy tale of little red riding hood.


name: Rederick Hood (Red)
age: 17
sex: male
position: uke
Background: Always pushed around being the runt in his large family (not to mention he gets made fun of by his older brothers cause he looks so girly), he was nephew to the ruling noble in the area of the black forest. He has one family member that cares for him. An old grandmother that lives at the other end of the forest. he can't often go because it is far and the wood is thick and filled with dangers. He has a bit of spunk in him so he sneaks out when he can.

picture:

Its like the chibis ears and tail on teh guy with black hair in the second picture. Can you picture it or do i have to find another pic?
name: Luke Goodheart
age: 19
sex: Male
position: Seme XD
Background: He lives out side of town in a little shack. Being the way he didnt have a friend in the world besides his trees and bushes. He usual is found, sitting by rivers watching the fish, just like a cat. He does have a tempetment when you really annoy him.

It was a few hours before night fell, Normally he wouldn't attempt escaping the keep at this hour, but he resolved his courage and grabbed his cloak and a basket. He stole through the stone corridors, sneaking among the servants passages to the kitchens. Usually he would wait another day to go visit his grandmother, but he had heard she wasn't feeling well by a woodcutter that had deposit an armful of wood at his bedroom.

"Mags! Can I have a few things for Mother Era?" He whispered loudly into the bustle of the kitchen. Normally to be heard you would have to shout as loud as possible over the din, But Mags was old and had a chair near the door and by the fire. She would rock in her chair peeling potatoes or instructing some of the younger cooks as they raced back in forth in the dinner preparations. The elderly woman turned to look at him smiling as she did so. Several teeth were missing, but it did not lessen her smile.

"ah lad, give me ya basket and I'll get one of the lads to fill it for ye." He gently placed the basket in her hands as she called over one of the kitchen assistants. "You scrubber! Fill this up with nice soft and gentle foods. Some breads and things." the boy scurried off bobbing to both Red and old Mags. "I take it ya be going to see my good friend again eh? your grandmother and I were the best of pals while one time we snuck into...." She trailed off into a story of youthful mischief, and Red nodded politely to the story he had heard a thousand times. With relief he took the now filled basket with a quick excuse to the late hour and fled the room out into a back servants door unto the manors lawn.

Making sure he wasn't seen he raced the lane to the safety of the woods, being quick as possible. He left later than he should and he would really have to push himself to get there before dark. He would have to hope that luck was with him this night.

Luke was wandering about beside the river, watching the fish fly by in the clear water. He kicked a rock into the stream of fish, making them scatter in different directions. Sighing, his stomach began to rumble. " Shut up, ya annoying." He told him self. It seemed it was getting late and he didn't have dinner. Being a wolf and all, he could have went and looked around for something tasty to eat. Deciding to be lazy tonight he waited for food to come to him.

As the sky got darker, it got colder. His tail hung, and his ears twitched. The sounds of the forest were beginning to come alive. The frogs ribbing, and the grasshoppers chirping. But something tonight didn't smell right. He decided to ignore the stench and go on with his life. " I guess it's not my problem. I'm not the forests keeper."

The day seemed to be getting darker a lot faster than he thought it should he began to jog along the path, trying to fight the darkness as he clutched his basket, his red cloak whipping out behind him. He gasped a little breathing harder as his boots thudded on the hard packed earth. the trees grew bigger and more dense seeming to block out the sky overhead. Soon he couldn't tell how dark it was, it was just dark because of the trees. He stumbled a little on a root and he stopped catching he balance along with his heart. It seemed to have jumped into his throat in his scare of falling over. A twisted ankle would be all he needed.

He looked around, realizing in horror. He was no longer on the path. How long had he been off it and which way did he come from? his near fall had disoriented him and he wasn't sure where to go. He timidly walked off trying to find anything he recognized, and also trying not to freak out.

" I suppose i should go." Saying that he waved bye to the fishes. " See ya Later." He walked into the dark forest, whistling a little tune. Luke stared at the tops of the trees, not noticing where he was stepping. It seemed to be a quiet night as usual here in the lonely forest. The crunching of leaves and twigs were his comfort from all the silence around him. " Today was rather boring again." Knowing full well that everyday was the same. Waking up early, and scouting for food. Catching some, and eat. Get lazy and watch the fishes swim up and down the stream. Wait till dark and head home. The wolf had nothing else better to do with his life, just living day by day was what he did.

As he got closer to his home, he could here something walking. His ears perked up and he stopped in his tracks, smelling the air. " Smells like... Human? All the way out here? At this time of night?" He thought about why someone would be crazy enough to walk around the forest...And it seemed the person was alone.

He let out a few choice words that didn't match his girly demeanor. "this is NOT good." he muttered as he undeniable knew he had become lost. What was he going to do? their were bears and mountain lions and not to mention wolves. Those were the common things, not to mention the ghosts and dark nymphs and selfies and other mythical beasts that weren't just stuffs of legends. He was not a boy of the woods, so his sounds and signs were visible to any hunter of the forest. He snapped twigs and dry leaves underfoot, leaving a trail he should have been able to follow back to the path. As a boy of fortune though, he had no knowledge of such things. His mightier cousins would, sons of the noble lord, and of course valiant hunters, but he? A simple nephew, and a scrawny girly one at that?

He was just wondering what he should do when he sensed something further ahead of him. was it a predator? He stopped fear shaking his slight frame.

Thinking about eating the lonely human, a devil and angel popped up on his shoulders. The angel would say that the person was innocent and desvered nothing more but to find there way home safely. The devil, on the other hand, screamed at me saying it was the persons fault for being out here in the forest. Eating him would be the best desison he said. He sighed and walked foward towards the smell of the person in the forest.

When he got there he stoped and hide behind a bush to see who his pray might be. It seemed it was a scared boy with a red cloak on. As he kept watching the kid he saw a basket full of goodies. The wolf's mouth watered, for the food. Not being able to contol his self, he stood up and walked towards the boy, " Hey..." He said smiling cheerfully.

he almost dropped his basket when a figure seemed to step out of nowhere. His hands clutched the handle, turning white in their grip. His heart rate sky rocketing somewhere in the stratosphere. He gave out a little yelp stepping back reflexively.

'I didn't hear him at all! But oh, maybe he could help me find my way.' he thought. He took a longer look and frowned trying to figure out what some of the odd shapes were, darker patches above his head that shouldn't be there.

'uh.... Hi." He said still trying to make it out. 'a hat?' he puzzled over in his mind.

Walking closer he stood in front of you with a smile. " Now, what do we have here?" He asked. The moon was up now, and it was full. The light made my ears and tail visable, his tail wagging side to side. His ears twitched as he looked at you, up and down. " Why are you out tonight all alone? Hm..?" Asking again he stepped closer to you.

He gasped as the man...no wolf entered in the moonlight, his steps taking him close and within reach of him. He felt himself shacking just about ready to bolt, but his feet felt stuck to the ground.

"Uh,.. I...I..." His eyes were wide, fear plainly visible. his thoughts raced in his mind, 'It's a wolf! Standing right there, oh no! Is he going to eat me? What should I do! should I run? Surely he would be able to catch me.' He stood shaking, indecision mixed with his fear. Finally the question seemed to hit him.
"I, I, got lost.... On my way to my Grandmother's. You see she's sick and I was just going to take her something for her and I'm already late and Uhm she's sick and old?" He rambled trying to plead his case before the tall figure.

" Ah, Reallly such a sweet boy." Telling him that he looked at the basket. " And what did you bring your grandmother?" He asked as the boy shook of fear. He didnt mean to look so hungry. It was the basket that had taken over his sences. He bent down so he could be eye level with the boy. " Could see the goodies you brought her?" Asking he put a hand on the persons shoulder.

He nodded. What else was he to do? Maybe if he ate the goodies, he would be too full to eat him? Although he did feel bad for his grandmother, but he reasoned that she would rather him alive than dead and a few loaves of bread.....

Inside the basket was a good wedge of aged cheese, two loaves of bread, some smoked and preserved meat. jam in a jar, a flask of light cider, and a little bag of cookies. plenty of food to cheer her and fill her up for the next day. he couldn't help it but as he thought of the basket and his grandmother, a tear trickled down his cheek.

As the tear travel down his cheek luke felt guilty. He didnt mean to make the kid cry he was just hungry. Starighting his back he scratched the back of his neck. " Err... I mean... You dont have too... Ah nevermind!" Sighing he pat the boys head and told him, " Go bring the goodies to your grandma, im sure she'll be happy." Laying his ear on his head he walked past the kid and back into the woods. His tail dragged as he stomach growled. Why did i have to be such a nice wolf. I could have taken the basket away from him, or even eat him with out lifting a finger. Gah what ever i need to shead a few pounds anyway.

He shrank to his knees, kneeling upon the forest floor. Dirt and leaves sticking and staining his fine tailored clothes. he cried, his head spinning. the wolf hadn't taken the food, and was possibly leaving. He was lost and it was dark, and if there was one wolf there would be more. It was only a matter of time. He thought he was brave, but he wasn't strong or valiant like some of his cousins. He was just a small little boy, too pretty and slight to be anything more than a hanger on at his uncles keep.

As he was walking he could, hear the kid crying clear as day. That wasnt the only thing, he couple smell another wolf going towards the kid. Gripping my hands into fist he turned around and walked back to the boy. Damn it!Why cant you be more of a cold blooded killer! Growling at himself he finally go to where the kid was. At that moment he smelled the wolf getting even closer. Sighing he grabbed the boys arm and yanked up from off the ground. " Hey this is my catch now go away! Unless you wanna get hurt!" He yelled to no one growling like a real wolf would. Hearing a howl the beast left angry that he didnt have his dinner yet. Shrugging he dragged the balling kid with him farther into the woods. " Idoit...." Was all he said till they got to his cabin. It was entangled with vines, bushes infront of it. At nigth it looked dead but no one knew in the morning it was very pretty with the sun shining on it. Opening the door to his place, he pushed the child in. Closing it he sighed, falling to the ground his stomach still grumbling.

he gasped as the wolf came back. When he was within distance he cringed lifting an arm in a futile attempt to protect himself. The growling and shouting didn't' make him feel any better. He tried to roll into a little ball, but found himself being pulled by his arm. It was all he could do to keep up. The wolf was so strong! He stumbled almost tripping several times.

He didn't even realize when he was pushed inside a building that he was indoors. He stood there shaking holding himself his arms wrapped tightly around him.

Sighing he sat there looking at the shaking boy. " Hey kid you dont have to be so scared... Im not going to eat you if thats what your thinking. Although if i left you ther you'd be a snack to a hungry wolf." Shrugging he stood up, tired and hungry was not a good combination. Swaying back and forth he past the boy and walked over to his straw bed. Flopping on to the bed he sighed really loudly. " Life sucks." He said more to his self than the kid in the room. " You can leave i guess, but if you decided to im not going to come save you again." Saying that he threw his tail over to his side, and laid his ears ontop of his head.

He stood a little confused at the situation. He wasn't going to be eaten? He was.. he was... exhausted. with some of his panic gone, he began to realize how drained he was. Not just from all the fear and sheer panic, but also from all the walking and stumbling over roots and shrubs.

He looked briefly to the door, but he had thought he heard another wolf out there. If he left, he would certainly be eaten. If he stayed it would only be a maybe....

He slid to the floor, his back against the wall next to the door. He looked over to the wolf, wrapping his arms around his knees.

"Why? Why don't you want to eat me?" He asked in a scared but needing voice.

Hearing the boys voice Lukes ears perked up. " Do you want me to eat you? Geez no one's grateful these days." Sighing he yawned. " Its because you looked so pitiful that i let you live." He moved his body towards the door. " Now then, Since i saved you sorry butt you should at least share me some of that food you got in that basket." He said. " I'm sure your grandma wont mind." He smiled showing his white teeth.

He pushed the basket across the floor and away from him. As far as he was concerned, as long as the wolf was eating that, he wasn't eating him. He found it strange that the wolf waved him, but he was of course appreciative that he was still alive.

"Thanks, for saving me..." He uttered quietly, a little less afraid but still shy of this big wolf. he took his hood down shaking out his long hair. It glistened in the firelight softly and he absently brushed it with his fingers.

Sniffing the air he rolled off the bed and on to the floor with a loud thump. " Owww..." He said crawling to the basket and grabbing things out of it. Food...Food... was all that was on his mind at the time. Grabbing out a loft of bread he munched on that first. He smiled, wagging his tail as he laid on his belly. " Thanks!" He munched on some more taking out the rest of the food from the basket. Hearing the thanks he nodded, " Ya Welcome. Oi, dont tell no one that i helped you out my name will be ruin as the big bad wolf ya know." His ears perked up happily as he ate some of the meat.

He watched the wolf, well wolf down his food, it was kinda cute in a way, he smiled, chuckling slightly. That and his tail, just like the puppies in the hunting pack. He loved to scratch their bellies and play with them. Maybe wolves liked to play like dogs as well as eat?

A deep yawn over came him, his eyes a little drowsy. It had been a rough night so far, it was no wonder he was weary.

Still eating he looked over at the boy in red. " You know you could sleep in my bed i don't mind. Ill sleep next to the food." Smiling he gulped down some more of the meat. " Im pretty sure i dont have fleas so you dont have to worry about anything, crawling on you while you sleep."

He nodded. He was very tired and felt a little dizzy. A little unsure he got to his feet, a bit wobbly from weariness. He made his way past the wolf, when another wave hit him. he wobbled tumbling toward the floor next to the wolf, almost fainting from all the stress.