Well, not exactly big, and not exactly bad looking either.
This wolf cub has been named Wolfgang, and he will soon have some brothers and sisters.
I couldn't depart from the cute design and make him more growly and fangy. It just didn't happen.
So I guess he won't be eating up my Miss Red Riding Hood brooch any time soon.
I found my old book of Little Red Riding Hood and noted that it had the unforgiving finale.
It's gruesome, but way more believable I reckon!