[podfic] Rules of the Forest
There's a wolf in the parlor, and he's so damn polite. Smiling with all those enormous teeth, standing up so straight, tail curled politely down at his back. He's wearing his Sunday best, and while she's never seen a wolf in a suit before, she has to admit, this one's pulling it off. Starched and pressed, with a flower tucked behind one big furry ear.
"You're a long way from home," she says, conscious of being shabby beside him. Her red raincoat is still leaving puddles on the floor of the mud room.
Written by Fadeverb.