Somebody was watching Red Riding Hood as she picked those flowers. That somebody was a wolf, and he was very, very hungry. He had not eaten for three whole days.
"Slurp! Mmm. That little girl looks tasty," said the wolf to himself. But then he heard some wood cutters cutting down trees and he thought, "I’d better not do anything now."
And instead very quietly he walked out of the woods and greeted Red Riding Hood.
