Before leaving to go out into the forest, I warned my kids to be on guard against the wolf. I knew that if he came through the door, he would devour them—every one of them—skin, hair and bones. He is voracious and he often disguises himself. I explicitly told my kids to look out for his rough voice and his black feet.
When I came home, the door to the house stood open. Table, chairs, benches, and wash-bowls were all thrown down on the floor, and my children were nowhere to be found.