A/N:So I had watched the play through of Wolf among us and I had to write a story. Also waya is Cherokee for wolf. This is my first Wolf among us story. Please bare with me. Remember to leave a review, thank you.
Fabletown. Is where I live. Just a small town inside of New York city. It a secret town since the residents are characters from fairy tales, legends, nursery rhymes, and other such stories. I have yet to have a story of my own. I don't even know where I came from. I was told I was found as a wolf pup by the Crooked man. There he named me Skye Waya. But I always was around Georgie Porgie and Vivian at their strip club, Pudding & Pie.
As sad as it was they uses enchanted ribbons to prevent the girls working there from saying anything about what happens during their sessions. If removed, the ribbon beheads whoever is wearing it. This effect is taken advantage of by Georgie, who uses it, in combination with a method of keeping the girls in debt to him, to prevent any of the girls from defying him or his superiors in the Crooked Man's criminal enterprise. Luckily for me I don't know much more than that. Is why I don't walk around with a pretty purple ribbon.
Any way, I was aloud leave as I things became cramped I left. Some how I always managed to need air when the sheriff takes his late night walks. I haven't told any one but I have a strange upsession with Mr. Bigby Wolf. No surprise what he is. They call him the big bad wolf. For stalking Red Riding Hood and terrorizing the three pigs. But I see a man that is being held in the past. But I see differently, maybe because we're both wolves but I see something no one are to blind to see. Even Miss Perfect Snow White. A heart.
Since I have been seeing the sheriff since I was ten and I'm nineteen now. He has never seen me. But that changes when my adopted aunt Faith left to do a job with the Woodsman I tagged along. Not knowing that my story was finally going to be written.