"Never get distracted in the woods, and stay in the paved road, okay?" Rosette reminded her daughter, whilst handing a covered basket that is filled with loaves, cheese and milk to her. It was for her mother, as a weekly supply of her products to her.
Being busy and with her sickness that is worse and all, she can't go but instead decided to hand the responsibility to her daughter, whom she calls as "Red Riding Hood", because she likes to wear her crimson colored hood every time she goes out of the house. Well, she trusts her daughter enough, since Rosette knows that her hobby is to prance and play around the woods. It's dangerous, but her Red Riding Hood never came home scathed, so why not give the girl her fun?
Besides, her disease is crippling her, and she doesn't know if she can even walk properly.
Rosette sighed and watched her daughter disappear in her line of sight, before closing the door and go to the bedroom so she can rest.