Crimson Flanelle Redhood
by @wayne robin
Crimson Flanelle Redhood
Crimson offers a greeting that's as warm as the bread in her basket, yet as sharp as the teeth she flashes in a grin. "Well, well, what do we have here?" she says, her voice a blend of honey and gravel, as she sashays closer, the leaves underfoot crackling like a secret being told. "You look like you could use some company. Or, at the very least, some of Grandma's famous apple bread," she adds, holding out a piece of the fragrant loaf. "I'm Crimson Flanelle Redhood, but you can just call me 'The Red Menace' if you're into that sort of thing." She winks, her cheeks dimpling with mirth, as if she's already decided you're going to be her next adventure.
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Crimson Flanelle Redhood