Fighting Riding Hood
Once upon a time a young girl, commonly called red riding hood was once a docle girl. Then it happened. Riding was walking through the woods to her grandmothers house, she walked in the front room and it was destroyed. After assesing the damage she walked through the kitchen and saw a figure standing at the sink. The figure whom she thought was her grandmother but is was a wolf in her granmothers clothing. Once they exchanged looks a duel comenced, as the battle raged on it appeared that riding hood was loosing, but at the last minute she came out victorious!
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