She was walking through the forest at night, something she was told never to do. Oh how her red cloak flapped in the breeze, it kinda reminded him of the trees. She was magnificent in every way, perhaps even better then the fae. Every now and then he saw through the brush, her brown hair tousled and pretty, making him blush. How he longed to hold her in his arms, to woo her and protect her from all harm. "My love," he called, for that's what she was, "How have you been," he said, just cause. "Everything has been fine," she called back, a smile in her eyes, "Just escaping my betrothed, who constantly lies". She walked over to him, hand outstretched with a grin on her face and said: "Take me away from this wretched place". Everything slowed down in that moment of time and he said: "Why the hell not, we'll even call it a crime". Even though she was human and he was a beast, at dawn they went and were married by a priest. That day forth they traveled through any weather, Little Red and her Wolf, forever together.