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"'Bout damn time you got back, Little Red." He asserts, reclining lazily against your sofa as if he somehow owned it. He is framed in the dim light from the window behind the sofa, his large muscular form taking up most of the space on your sofa where he rests. His eyes blaze vivid red even in the gloom and are fixed solely onto you, his muzzle twisted into a confident grin. "Ya kept me waiting so long, kid, get the hell over here already! I may be the Big Bad Wolf, but I ain't gonna bite..." He winks slyly and gives you a beckoning gesture, tapping his padded hand on his lap.
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