One fine day she was sent on an errand that took her through the woods where she was spotted by a wolf who ran to meet her where the paths crossed.
The wolf introduced itself quite politely and asked where she was off to in such a hurry. Returning the politeness, she told the wolf of her errand. “Which path will you take my dear?” asked the wolf “the path of needles or the path of pins?” “The path of needles,” she responded. “It’s such a beautiful day” said the wolf, “why not take the time to enjoy it and pick some flowers?” At this, he bid her farewell and wandered off down the path of pins. The little girl, thinking nothing of this, continued on her way down the path of needles. She tried to be good by staying on the path, but tempted by the wolf’s suggestion, stopped to pick flowers along the way.
So it was that the wolf made it to the destination first and knocked on the door with its paw. When the knocking was answered, the wolf took bloody measures to ensure that no one else would be around to greet the girl when she arrived.
Eventually, the little girl made her way there. She was about to knock on the door, but there was an eerie quiet, a feeling that something wasn’t right that made her hesitate.
She instead decided to peek in through the window first. Upon doing so she was greeted with a terrible sight. The floor was covered in blood and moving about the mess was the wolf.
The little girl froze in shock as she took in the horror before her. “What big eyes it has,” she thought, “what big ears…. and teeth!” At this, she snapped out of her shock and started to run back the way she came.
The wolf finally noticed her as she ran and broke through the window to give chase. The wolf tore after her at first, but she had a good head start and it was cut from the glass, so it let her go. The wolf wasn't too upset at the loss, for it knew, as did the little girl, that she would eventually have to go through the woods again and it would be waiting.