Return of the Black Sheep

An unsighlty carriages was the talk of the town, rumors spread fast and soon it reached the ear of the lords. They gathered at the entrance of the court of justice awaiting for the person they never anticipated to return.

The rumored carriage soon stopped by, a menacing man stepped down and opened the door. The dusking light conceal the person inside, but the soft clangs reverberated the silent path.

The person's leg were first noticed as it was the first to come to light. They were bare with only strings attached with rectangular shapes near the ankle that seem to made the soft clanging sounds. Next were her wild and free hair, and the unusual crown atop, her face still not shown.

They watched as the painstakingly slow foot touched the ground. They waited until all of the person's body came into light, her clothes looked unruly, seems to be made of tattered clothes giving leeway to a large portion of skin with only strings clinging for dear life, hanging dangerously at her hips.

The person looked up revealing her face. "What a warm welcome." She said.

The sheep is now wearing the wolf's hide.