Little Red Ridding Hood (WhispersWolf and myself)
Caitlyn leaned against the wall as she looked over every person there. She had to make sure that the more experienced didn't hurt the newbs in the business. She had been her fathers only child and so had to follow in his footsteps. She was the head of the guard. Her blue eyes spotted the mistakes that were made and mentally made a note as to talk with the people that made them later.
"Hey Red!" Her father's friend said as he saw her. She smiles happy to see her godfather. She had been called Red since her grandmother gave her a long red cloak to grow into as a kid and had never taken it off since. Sure she washed it from time to time but otherwise she wasn't seen without the garment.