" Ah!! Be careful!" He yelled as he caught the boy. Letting out a sigh heset him on the floor for a second then picked him right back up. He shrugged and laid him on to the straw bed. Scratching the back of his ear he wondered if he'll get up in the morning. "Eh, we'll see in the morning if he's dead of not. Now then back to Dinner." Flopping back on to the ground he ate his fill until he fell asleep next to the crumbs on the floor.

He yelped as he was picked up and then set onto the floor. He was a little uncomfortable being so close to a predator. the boy's skin smelt faintly of honey and spices if the wolf had taken any sniffs about him, his slight frame cute and innocent as he lay there in the wolves bed. He lay back trying to get his head to stay still, the dizziness slowly fading.

As the wolf woke up and sat up and looked around. " So...Cold..." He stood up and lazily got into his straw bed. Laying next to the boy he found yesterday he wrapped his arms around him. He smelled the boys hair, over and over again, loving the scent it came with. " Warm..." He said quietly, curling into a ball like a kitten. It was about 7 in the morning when he got up the birds chirping and the sun beating down on the cabin. The cabin had bloomed from old vines in the darkness, to small and big flowers surrounding the house. The bushes had small white flowers on it and a orange tree was next to the window thta made it brighten up the area also.

The boy slept through the night feeling warm and oddly protected even though he was in a house with a wolf. He yawned rolling over, his tunic shirt lifting up showing his smooth creamy skin. he just wanted to lay there and bask in the feeling. It was like waking up from a nice dream.

The wolf opened his eyes slowly as the light shined on them. " Damn sun." He looked down at the boy, seeing his skin it reminded him of breakfast for some reason. Licking his lips he almost decided to eat him right then and there. Wait...I cant eat him!! He pushed the boy away, and ended up falling on his head, falling back on his back. " Damn....it..." He said sighing. He sat up and stretched his arms and legs, his tail and ears. Damn brat made me hungry all over again. Sighing he stood up and rubbed his eyes, walking straight into the door forgetting to open it first. He fell to the ground again, and sat there his ears laying on his head." I hate mornings..."

Red was startled when he head a noise. he sat bolt upright staring around blearily. He noticed the wolf by the door, the noise from when he had hit it although he hadn't witnessed it.

He yawned rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. What was in store for him today. He knew he should leave and get out of there, but part of him wanted to know more about this strange wolf.

((going to bed, night!))

Sighing he got up and opened the door to let in the fresh air. It was warm today, smiling he wagged his tail. " Hmm...I suppose today will be the same as always?" Talking to him self, He walked out and looked around his garden on his house. Walking over to his tree he grabbed an orange and started to peel it. Deciding he would bring the kid one he did and walked inside throwing one at him. " Well there's your breakfast."

He watched as the wolf left the hut, letting in some glorious smells. Several kinds of flowers mingled with the forest air. He breathe deeply appreciatively. When the wolf came back in he tossed something at him. He was barely able to cathc it. It hopped in his hands a few times before he was able to get a good grip on it. An orange lay there, it's smell very tempting. He glanced back at the wolf, noticing he had one before going to peel his.

" Thank you Mr.wolf your sooo nice! You didn't eat me and you brought me food!" He said in a squeaky voice trying to mock his red hooded friend that was on the bed. He sat down next to the door that was left open to get some air in his small cabin. As he finished peeling the orange he threw the things he wouldn't eat into the soil outside. " Well then... Whats your name." Eating the juicy orange he looked at the boy sitting on the bed.

the boy blushed looking down. He was so confused. He didn't know what to do with this wolf guy. He looked back up when he asked him what his name was. He fidgeted not sure how he should behave, but finally he mumbled out his name.

"Rederick, but uhm, Some people call me red.... And uhm sorry about er, I mean thank you, for helping me." this time his blush matched his red cloak. He was slightly flustered about the situation.