Sintulating Faerie Tales: Red Ridding Hood

Sintulating Fairy Tales:
Red Ridding Hood

Disclaimer:
I don\'t own any of the characters listed in the story, only the insane plot you are about to read.

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Red Ridding Hood
Part 4: Ledgen of the Wolfe
AJ Angelique

For the second time that day, Rose thought that this was the end. But higher forces were looking over her that day for she

felt a tug on her right wrist and she stopped falling. She imeditally looked up and saw that the wolfman had grabbed hold of

her wrist as he leaned over the cliff and held onto a nearby tree.

\"Wha...\" Rose started, highly surprised.
\"Hold on!\" the wolfman called out.
\"You can talk!?\" Rose gasped.
\"Of course, now hold on and I\'ll pull you up,\" he said.

Rose nodded only once and he pulled her up in one swift move. She grabbed hold of both the tree and his shoulder as he leaned

back and away from the cliff. As he began to let himseld fall back, he pulled Rose away from the cliff and semi threw her

towards the trees. Once she was safe, he moved away form the cliff just as part of it crumbled and fell the rocky bottom

below.

\"Thank you,\" Rose said gratefully as she got back up on her own two feet.
\"You\'re welcome,\" the wolfman said gruffly and started to leave.
\"I\'m also sorry,\" Rose said quickly and he stopped in his tracks to look at her with an raised eyebrow.

\"Sorry?\"
\"Yes, if I hadn\'t reacted the way I did I wouldn\'t have gone over the cliff. Thank you for saving my life...twice,\" Rose said

and curtsied.

\"You\'re welcome,\" he said, obviously surprised. Rose smiled and stood back, glad that he stayed and accepted her appology.

Then the two stood there in an ackward silence for a moment.

\"What\'s up with the hood? You shy or something?\" the wolfman asked.
\"Huh? Oh! No, I always wear my hood in the woods,\" Rose said. She then parted her cloak and puled back her hood to reveal her

face and body.

The wolfman\'s brealmoalmost caught in his breath when he saw her. Even in a white cotton dress, green skirt and black leather

corset she still had a healthy figure and she was beautiful standing there in the shafts of sunlight. As he started at her,

Rose stared at him and she couldn\'t help but admit that he indeed cute and not to bad to look at.

\"Sir?\" Rose asked curiously after another moment of silence.
\"Uh, why are you traveling through the woods?\" he quickly asked.
\"I live here with my Grandmother, I...oh no, my basket! It had our dinner in it. I must have dropped it,\" Rose said as she

looked frantically around.

\"What was in it?\" the wolfman asked.
\"Some bread, wine and mutton in a whicker basket.\"
\"Don\'t worry, I\'ll sniff it out for you.\"
\"You will? Oh thank you,\" Rose said gratfully. The wolfman grinned and began to sniff out the basket as Rose followed close

behind him. Yet as they walked off into the woods, they weren\'t aware that a pair of cold blue eyes were watching them...

* * *

Later that evening, Rose was safe at home with Grandmother. The wolfman found the basket and all the contents were safe and

sound. He then guided Rose back to her path back home where they parted with a goodbye and hopes of seeing each other once

again. Yet when she turned back to ask his name, he was gone.

Even with all the help she received, Rose was still late getting home and Grandmother didn\'t say anything about it untill

after dinner prayer.

\"Rose.\"
\"Yes Grandmother?\" Rose asked as she sat in a chair next to the bed.
\"Why were you late getting home today?\"
\"Oh...I diverted from the path and...\"
\"What!? Child, I told you not to divert from the path.\"
\"I know Grandmother but those wolves would have seen me even if...\"
\"Wolves?\"
\"Yes, I was attacked by three wolves and...\"
\"Rose, those wolves wouldn\'t have seen you if had stayed on the path.\"
\"Why? That path is out in the open.\"
\"Not really, that path is blessed to protect travelers from harm.\"
\"Blessed? How do you know that?\"
\"Because...I blessed it.\"
\"You? Then that means...you\'re a...\"
\"Witch? Not exactlly. I have powers but I\'ve never used them to hurt people.\"
\"But...\"
\"Rose, just because I\'m not a nun doesn\'t mean I\'m evil,\" Grandmother said and Rose found herself struck silent as she

mbermbered all the stories Grandmother had told of the \"miricales\" that the Saints had performed while they were still alive.

\"So, that is how you were able to heal all those people,\" Rose mused.
\"Only the seriously ill ones. All the others I used the same healing herbs I showed you that grow in these woods.\" Rose

turned this over in her head for a while before a question rose to the surface.

\"Does that mean...I...\" Rose asked cautiously.
\"Yes child, you have the gift. Its strong but not as strong as mine for you\'re still young. Even so, you must decided what to

do with your own life,\" Grandmother said and Rose smiled.

\"Now, how did you escape those wolves without a scratch?\" Grandmother asked curiously.
\"I was saved...by a peculiar creature.\"
\"Peculiar? How so?\"
\"Well...he was part man, and part wolf,\" Rose said and Granmother\'s face went ashen.
\"Grandmother?\" Rose asked, highly conerned.
\"Darling, what you saw today was a Wolfe,\" Grandmother said when she regained her composure.
\"Wolf?\"
\"No dear, Wolfe. Add an \'e\' at the end.\"
\"Oh.\"
\"Yes. You see a long time ago, long before even I was born, there was this pack of wolves who made their den near a waterfall

and there was a family of five who traveled from a foreign country to family in France. One day, the happen to cross paths

when the family made camp down stream from the wolves.\"

\"They didn\'t drink the water, did they?\"
\"No, thankfully not,\" Grandmother said and let out a breath of relief.
\"But one of the daughters went down stream to wash out some cloths. Once she was done, she removed her own cloths and washed

them as well which taking a refreashing wash. The whole time she was there, she thought she was alone but she wasn\'t. One of

the wolves had been watching her and waited for just the right moment. When the woman came back to shore with her wet cloths

in hand, the wolf came out of hidding and pounced her from behind. Yet rather than killing and eating her, the wolf rapped

her.\"

* * * Flashback * * *

The girl in the story stood in the middle of the river with cold water up to her hips as as washed her cloths against one

stone and the rest sat on another, either waiting to be washed to be to be hung out to dry for the evening. Unbenost to her,

a pair of unhuman eyes watches her from the bushes witnfrynfry eyes, but not with a hunger for food. His eyes trail all over

her young supple body. Slender yet curvy in the right places, she\'s an even five feet tall with shoulder length carmel

colored hair and peirceing blue eyes and fair tanned from working out in the sun so much. She wore naught but a white cotton

dress with a brown leather corset and a skirt woven from many shades of green. He didn\'t know why, but the wolf found himself

infactuated with this woman. Maybe it was her scent which reminds him of a feild full of wildflowers on a warm sunny day, or

it could have been that fact that she didn\'t look like most of the local women. This he would never know for his heart almost

skipped a beat out of surprise when the girl began to disrobe and wash the cloths she had been wearing. Seeing her naked form

produced an feeling had hadn\'t felt for a human before and a hard throb made itself known in his lower regions. Being the

patient and skilled hunter that he was, he kept as quiet as the wind and waited for her to leave the waters.

After a short time of watching her wash her cloths and then taking a cold dip in the water, the girl finally gathered up the

basket full of wet things and began the task of carrying the heavy load back to shore. Once there, she set the basket down

and caught her breath before she leaned over to peice up the first peice of clothing to further wring out the water in hopes

the make the load that much lighter.

Yet she\'d never have the chance for she made the mistake of standing with her back to the long grass that the wolf hid in, In

a split second, the wolf was out of the grass and running up to her. With a single punce, the girl fell to her knees and

hands, the skin of which skidded on the ground a bit and what rock they came in contact with grazed the skin, pulling it back

just enough to produce trace amounts of blood. As he mounted her he caught the full wiff of the smell of her blood and the

smell of her body. He could smell the fear when he pounced her, the pain when she hit the ground, the surprise when he

entered her from behind and the pain once as he rammed into her dry entrance. She tried to throw him off in hopes of escape,

but this was soon ended with a quick growl and placement of the forelegs on either sides of her body. The girl frozze out of

fear and whimpered slightly, not knowing to to do next as he continued to ram in and out of her at a quick pace.

Before long, she felt the pain subside and a familar feeling pleasure began to take its place. As it grew stronger by the

moment, it washed over her head like a drug that made her head feel as if ti was up in the clouds. Her eyes began to flutter

as soft moans escaped her lips and her body began to naturally meet the thurst of her partner. She lost herself in the

pleasure of it all, enjoying the feeling of his warm fur against her once cool body as a heat began to build up inside the

both of them. Time is unmeasurable in the forest save for the passing of the sun and the moon in the sky. So the sun had

passed well into the trees to no longer see what was occuring by the river when the girl came first and the wolf soon

followed with a long howl as his seed made its way into her womb and began to create life where once wouldn\'t thought

possible...

* * * Falsh Forward * * *


\"Raped her!?\" Rose echoed in a disbelieving voice.
\"Yes, he rapped her and from this union came the birth of two children who were part man and part wolf. Once grown, one man

matted with a female wolf and produced what appeared to be normal wolves with an higher intelliegence. The other found a

human female and produced more children like himself.\"

\"So, that Wolfe who saved me is a decendant of that Wolfe?\"
\"Most likely. Even though he was able to reproduce, it wasn\'t for his children to find mates for they were estranged from

both worlds. Those who found human mates often did so because they would threaten some family and demand one of the daughters

as a protection fee. Most often than not, they would find a woman who loved them and they would vanish into the woods never

to be seen again. Now and days, it\'s extremely rare to see a Wolfe so you were extremly lucky to be saved by one, let alone

see one,\" Grandmother said with a smile.

\"Yeah, lucky,\" Rose said musingly.
\"Well, let\'s finish our dinner before it colds.\"
\"Yes Grandmother,\" Rose said and the two went back to their meal as Rose mulled over all the information she had learned that

night.

TBC