(To start off allow me to give a description of our two main characters, though more can be part of the story. These are just the two that will have a perspective in the story)

Name: Elizabeth "Little" Red

Age: 20

Height: 5"2'

Description: Her height is the only thing small about her. She has a nicely sized D cup breasts. Her ass is nice, plump, and firm with nicely thick thighs. She's got a little fat, but she's not obese. Just enough to be kind of sexy. Her hair goes down to her ass, but she usually has it braided. She has fair skin, freckles across her nose, and hazel colored eyes.

Name: Kerivus "Big" B. Wolf

Age: 20

Height: 7"

Description: He's a humanoid wolf looking more like a typical werewolf. He has dark black fur and yellow eyes. He usually wears crudely made clothes because he's allowed into town whenever he has pelts to trade. He's muscular as hell due to living in the woods with his pack, but he has had enough of an education to be able to speak, read, and write.

With that, I'll give the set up)

The years after the Big Bad Wolf terrorized the town things had become quite peaceful. Livestock had stopped going missing and construction on new buildings stopped coming down. As the town slowly expanded the story became legend even though the Red family still existed. People began to get comfortable with their lives without fear. Though the older people would not forget so easily and tried to pass the story down as much as possible as a warning.

This wouldn't last forever as one day a large wolfman came into town with pelts covering his entire form. At first no one knew what to do, or how to react. He eventually dropped the pelts off at a trader and simply asked for some materials to make clothes in exchange. After this first instance it has become a regular thing with the only thing changing is what he asked for. Though people still have their doubts as to what his intentions for the town are with many of the elders fearful that the peace they had enjoyed for so long was about to come to an end.

Elizabeth, however, would avoid the wolf as much as possible as her family hunted wolves. She would try to be somewhat friendly, but otherwise just acted coldly to him trying to ignore him even if he started to try and talk to her. She had to see him as nothing more than another wolf, but as long as he was in town killing him would probably count as murder.