Ruby-Rose is traveling to her grandmothers house to the advice of the bakers wife Lillian, it is said that her grandmother is a wicked woman but Lillian assured her that the stories are false, She is following an old trail through the forest when she comes upon a wolf who tells her that he is under a spell...
"You're under a spell?" Ruby asked flabbergasted,
"I can talk can't I, you don't think that all wolves can talk do you?" The wolf sounded exasperated, "Like I said before, an evil witch put me under a spell."
"Why?" Ruby asked, "What did you do to her?"
"The world doesn't work that way," The wolf said sadly staring at her with very green, very human eyes. "I was on a hunting trip, I don't like to hunt but my Uncle forced me to go."
"Forced you?"
"He's Lord Varamont; he took me in when my parents disappeared 3 years ago. Anyway, we were out hunting when an old lady stepped out of the trees. One of the other men yelled at her to move and she turned us all into wolves."
"What? Who exactly are you?" Ruby-Rose asked, "I've never heard of a Lord Varamont in my life and I never heard of an old lady who turns people into wolves either!"
"Of course not," The wolf said scornfully, you're from Caravel aren't you."
"Yes,"
"I thought so. I'm Dyral"
"I'm Ruby-Rose, my mother is obsessed with the color red," She explained
"Why are you out here, Caravel is back that way."
"Lillian, the baker's wife, sent me to find my grandmother; she sent something to her,"
"Why does your grandmother live way out this way, wait a minute, does your grandmother live in a red brick house with green shutters?"
"I don't know, I've never seen her before, why," Ruby began to walk down the path again but Dyral blocked her path.
"That's where the witch lives, I'd be careful if I were you."
Ruby began to feel annoyed; he was acting as if she was a small child who was wandering in the forest carefree and simplistic. "Well you aren't me and I would appreciate it if you would let on my way,"
Dyral cast an anxious look at her and vanished into the trees as silently as he had come. Ruby-Rose continued on her way deep in thought.
Her grandmother was her father's mother; he never spoke about her and left the room always when she was mentioned. The village children had told Ruby that she was a witch and had put a curse on her father but when she asked her mother about it, her mother had just shrugged and said that children say silly things. Even so, Ruby began to get suspicious, she watched he father closely and had actually begun to believe her friends. Then he got sick, now he just sat in bed looking worn and expressionless, she heard the doctors tell her mother that they doubted he would live much longer if this depression continued.
Ruby was so unaware of her surroundings that she nearly ran into a large red door. Standing back, wide-eyed she stared at the house. It was huge. It was a full three stories tall with red brick and green shutters. Unfortunately, she didn't remember what Dyral had told her and she was so sleepy...
Ruby opened her eyes; she was lying on a soft cot spread out in front of a large fire. The warmth from the fire made her feel drowsy but not so drowsy that she didn't see the old woman standing across the room stirring something in a pot.
"Grandmother? She said timidly,
"The woman spun and now Ruby saw that she was not quite as old as she appeared at first sight, in fact, she looked quite young.
"Yes dear?" the woman said and Ruby took note that her voice was sweet as honey but had a tinge of bitterness on the edge.
"Are you my grandmother?"
"Of course Ruby dear, I understand your father is ill? He always was a weak one. "
Ruby-Rose was no longer listening; she was looking warily around the room for she had just now remembered what Dyral had told her. The room itself was small, the cot was in the exact middle and on one side of it was a fire, on her right, was a sink piled high with dishes and on her left was a cauldron filled with some sort of smelly liquid.
Her grandmother however continued, "You however were always strong." Then, glancing at Ruby, added, "Who was that nice wolf you met in the forest?"
Ruby was caught off guard "Oh, that's just Dyral. At once she realized her mistake and tried to bolt out the door.
"You're under a spell?" Ruby asked flabbergasted,
"I can talk can't I, you don't think that all wolves can talk do you?" The wolf sounded exasperated, "Like I said before, an evil witch put me under a spell."
"Why?" Ruby asked, "What did you do to her?"
"The world doesn't work that way," The wolf said sadly staring at her with very green, very human eyes. "I was on a hunting trip, I don't like to hunt but my Uncle forced me to go."
"Forced you?"
"He's Lord Varamont; he took me in when my parents disappeared 3 years ago. Anyway, we were out hunting when an old lady stepped out of the trees. One of the other men yelled at her to move and she turned us all into wolves."
"What? Who exactly are you?" Ruby-Rose asked, "I've never heard of a Lord Varamont in my life and I never heard of an old lady who turns people into wolves either!"
"Of course not," The wolf said scornfully, you're from Caravel aren't you."
"Yes,"
"I thought so. I'm Dyral"
"I'm Ruby-Rose, my mother is obsessed with the color red," She explained
"Why are you out here, Caravel is back that way."
"Lillian, the baker's wife, sent me to find my grandmother; she sent something to her,"
"Why does your grandmother live way out this way, wait a minute, does your grandmother live in a red brick house with green shutters?"
"I don't know, I've never seen her before, why," Ruby began to walk down the path again but Dyral blocked her path.
"That's where the witch lives, I'd be careful if I were you."
Ruby began to feel annoyed; he was acting as if she was a small child who was wandering in the forest carefree and simplistic. "Well you aren't me and I would appreciate it if you would let on my way,"
Dyral cast an anxious look at her and vanished into the trees as silently as he had come. Ruby-Rose continued on her way deep in thought.
Her grandmother was her father's mother; he never spoke about her and left the room always when she was mentioned. The village children had told Ruby that she was a witch and had put a curse on her father but when she asked her mother about it, her mother had just shrugged and said that children say silly things. Even so, Ruby began to get suspicious, she watched he father closely and had actually begun to believe her friends. Then he got sick, now he just sat in bed looking worn and expressionless, she heard the doctors tell her mother that they doubted he would live much longer if this depression continued.
Ruby was so unaware of her surroundings that she nearly ran into a large red door. Standing back, wide-eyed she stared at the house. It was huge. It was a full three stories tall with red brick and green shutters. Unfortunately, she didn't remember what Dyral had told her and she was so sleepy...
Ruby opened her eyes; she was lying on a soft cot spread out in front of a large fire. The warmth from the fire made her feel drowsy but not so drowsy that she didn't see the old woman standing across the room stirring something in a pot.
"Grandmother? She said timidly,
"The woman spun and now Ruby saw that she was not quite as old as she appeared at first sight, in fact, she looked quite young.
"Yes dear?" the woman said and Ruby took note that her voice was sweet as honey but had a tinge of bitterness on the edge.
"Are you my grandmother?"
"Of course Ruby dear, I understand your father is ill? He always was a weak one. "
Ruby-Rose was no longer listening; she was looking warily around the room for she had just now remembered what Dyral had told her. The room itself was small, the cot was in the exact middle and on one side of it was a fire, on her right, was a sink piled high with dishes and on her left was a cauldron filled with some sort of smelly liquid.
Her grandmother however continued, "You however were always strong." Then, glancing at Ruby, added, "Who was that nice wolf you met in the forest?"
Ruby was caught off guard "Oh, that's just Dyral. At once she realized her mistake and tried to bolt out the door.