Me: And here's chapter 2.

Rendan: Glad you're still updating.

Zero: How've things been going?

Me: Some complaints here and there, but things are slowly getting better.

Rendan: Good to hear.

Me: Anyone wanna get this one?

Lotan: Allow me. Azard does not own The Legend of Zelda. Those rights belong to Shigeru Miyamoto and Nintendo. Azard owns the OCs, and any parts of the plot that are not canon. I believe that does it.

Me: Indeed that does. Well then, no reason to keep anyone waiting. Read and enjoy.

Chapter 2: Second Origin: Lotan and Luchi

All things considered, there were few better ways to wake up than this particular Kokiri was used to. While most of the others in the forest were fast asleep, he was up and about, finishing his chores and getting his work for the day done and over with. Like many of the Kokiri, his days started very much the same as well. The dawning sun hadn't even peeked over what any Kokiri might call their horizon when she came to wake him up, she, of course, being the small, pink colored, fairy that lived in the tree alongside her assigned child. Like any fairy, she was assigned to a Kokiri to be a guardian of sorts to them. It'd been the same way for her and him for years and she wouldn't do a thing to change it.

"Lotan," the pink fairy called as she poked his nose with her diminutive hand, "it's time to wake up." In truth, the small, pink, fairy hated waking up this early, but it was worth it since Lotan didn't really need someone to watch over him. She could sleep as much as she liked in his pocket while he took care of anything he needed to. A mop of long, emerald green, hair made itself known underneath the covering that was used atop the wooden bed. The covers were soon pushed off, revealing the Kokiri beneath. Like all Kokiri, he appeared to be no older than either ten or eleven. Unlike most of the other Kokiri, however, he had a rather athletic build. Never let it be said he shied away from activity. He stepped out of the bed and quickly donned a green, short-sleeved, tunic, a pair of long, green, pants and a pair of brown boots. His hands raised and rubbed his jade colored eyes, trying to rub the sleepiness out of them.

"G'morning, Luchi," Lotan replied. Lotan began to stretch, a small part of what got him going in the early mornings. Stretching was somewhat enjoyable, as it aided in loosening tight or unworked muscles that remained inactive, but Lotan also believed it was something of a time waster. It was necessary, yes, and a little enjoyable but he'd be damned if he didn't wish he could skip it some mornings. Luchi, smiling ever so slightly, flew over to him and landed on his shoulder.

"G'morning," Luchi said. "You know what you have to do today, right?" Lotan smirked at the tiny fairy and nodded. "Good. Now I'm going back to bed. G'night." Luchi flew off of Lotan's shoulder and into the left pocket of his pants. She'd long since figured a way to keep herself stable and safe in his pockets while Lotan moved about and did his daily routine. Settling herself into the pocket, Luchi made herself comfortable and quickly fell asleep. Lotan chuckled.

"G'night, Luchi," Lotan whispered after the fact. It didn't really matter. Letting out a sigh, Lotan walked to the door and grabbed the tool just to the right of the doorway, a large scythe that had obviously seen much better days. The scythe itself was naught but a farming tool that Lotan had purchased the last time a merchant had come to the Kokiri Forest to trade before leaving shortly afterward. No merchant wanted to stay in this place that long. Then again, that was around fifty or sixty years ago.

Had it really been so long though? In truth, it mattered very little. Time was nothing to a Kokiri, seeing as they were the 'eternal children' of the forests. Provided they didn't do anything stupid, which is more often than not what a Kokiri is wont to do, they could, theoretically, live forever. Lotan wasn't too thrilled with the prospect of eternal life, especially if each and every day was as menial and mundane as this one. Sure, there was some occasional excitement, but it wasn't always the kind he preferred. Usually when things got more exciting it meant that one of the Kokiri had gotten lost in the Lost Woods, or maybe someone was attacked by a Wolfos or Deku Scrub.

Shaking his head of any such thoughts and silently praying that such events wouldn't occur, Lotan set about the task of taking a grinding stone to the scythe's blade to keep it sharp. A farming tool would serve little purpose if its blade had dulled or rusted. Thusly, Lotan did all in his power to ensure that his scythe would be usable for many years to come, although it certainly had seen better days. With the prolonged use the blade deteriorated very quickly. At this point, all the maintenance Lotan did was absolutely necessary just to keep the blade from falling off. Not being skilled with a forge or hammer, Lotan had no way of fixing it properly or making a new one when this one inevitably wore away.

Stepping out of his tree, Lotan took a brief look around at the grounds in front of his home that he was responsible for, through the small amount of fog that had decided to grace the forest this day. Despite it, Lotan could still see perfectly. The grass was getting high again, though he certainly liked when it did. As an experiment he once let the grass grow to the point he could hide in it and spent many an hour lying in the grass and enjoying the comforting rays of the sun that would shine through the treetops. Needless to say Mido didn't take too kindly to that, but Mido was considered the biggest killjoy in the forest, and he demanded that Lotan keep his area under control. Taking a good look at the grey sky, he moved forward and set out about his morning.

Swipe, rake, swipe, rake, the blade of the scythe would cut through the grass while the flat end was used to pull the grass into a neat pile. Lotan paused a moment to greet another early bird Kokiri that had woken up and started his own chores. It was unusual that another Kokiri would be up at this hour, but Lotan thought nothing ill of such an event. In fact, he was thankful for the small amount of company, of sorts. It meant he wasn't alone in his morning routine. By the time Lotan had finished, the sky had become just a little less grey though the fog had increased slightly.

After making sure the grass had been sufficiently trimmed, Lotan walked back inside briefly to place his scythe against the wall before retrieving his bow and quiver from underneath his bed. He took a moment to count the number of arrows in his quiver, thankfully numbering at around thirty, before he set out again, setting his quiver upon his back and stepping out into the forest again. Lotan moved behind his house and procured the target he'd made out of the grass he'd cut. It'd taken him many a month to do so but he was glad he did. It gave Lotan the opportunity to practice whenever he was able. Moving the target to a sufficient distance away, probably about ten yards or so from the front of his house, he stood in position and readied an arrow, focusing intently on what was to be the first shot of the day. Letting out a deep breath, Lotan released the nocked arrow and watched, with a smile, as the arrow struck the target dead center. With the fog still around him, Lotan smiled at how much better he was getting with his archery.

"One," Lotan muttered as he readied another arrow. This time, however, he found himself interrupted before he could release the second arrow. Fortunately, it was someone that was always quite polite and didn't interrupt him at the worst possible time, just when he inhaled and aimed. He had just nocked the arrow when a soft voice reached his ears.

"Good morning, Lotan," a kind voice said to him. Lotan turned his head to the side and spied Niema waving at him, standing about a yard away to give him the room he needed. Lotan removed the arrow from the bowstring and placed it back in the quiver. He smiled brightly at the red haired girl and let out a soft chuckle.

"Good morning, Niema," Lotan responded in kind before noticing the white fairy floating beside her, "and good morning to you too, Lop." He couldn't be too sure, but he thought he saw Lop's small form give him a bow, probably in respect or just to mess with him a bit. Formal wasn't Lop's primary objective.

"Morning, Lotan!" Lop shouted. "Practicing with your bow again, I see." Lotan managed a nod. If Lop wasn't pointing out the obvious he was usually— "Sorry for bothering you, but we found something digging holes around our tree and were hoping we could burrow something to flush it out." —that. Lop was infamous for his terrible jokes and puns. "Get it? 'Cause 'burrow' sounds like 'borrow' and something was digging holes?" Lotan rolled his eyes and nodded his head. Lop also had a bad habit of explaining the jokes, rendering them no longer funny, provided they were funny to begin with which, more often than not, they weren't.

"Don't listen to him," Niema said. "The holes we found were made by rabbits and we're not looking to flush them out." Lotan nodded. "What do you have planned for the day, Lotan? The usual?"

"Basically," Lotan replied simply. "After practice I'll go scouting, I suppose. Not much else to do. What are your plans for the day?" Niema giggled.

"You remember Saria, right?" Niema asked. Lotan nodded. How could he forget? Just about every boy in the forest, himself included, had a crush on Saria at one point or another. "Well, we were talking yesterday and she said she was going to show me the 'secret place'!" Lotan narrowed his eyes at that. "I'm supposed to meet her soon before she shows me where it is."

"Be careful, Niema," Lotan warned her. It was common knowledge that Saria's secret spot was in the Lost Woods, just nobody except for Saria knew exactly where in the woods it was. The Lost Woods was also the most dangerous place for any of the Kokiri, except for outside the forest. That whole notion that a Kokiri would die if they stepped out of the forests was a lie and Lotan knew that first hand. Then again, one trip out of the forest was enough that he never wanted to go again. Niema smiled and nodded before she raced off, saying a quick good-bye as she rushed away. Lotan sighed. That girl was sometimes too excitable for her own good. Nevertheless, he would do all he could to keep her safe. She reminded him of himself before... well, that was a story for another day.

Lotan shook his head if only to remove any other thoughts from his mind and resumed his archery. Two, three, four, five arrows hit the center of the target, forming a neat circle around his first shot. He'd attempt to land every shot dead center but he didn't have the materials to make more on the fly. Feathers were hard enough to come by as it was. Each arrow was an extension of his reach, and as such each shot was placed just so. He was about to make his twenty-first shot when another voice reached his ears, this time at the wrong moment and way too close for comfort.

"Hey Lotan!" Came Bumi's voice. Lotan cried out in surprise and fell backwards. His fingers slipped from the bow string, loosing his blunted arrow off into the distance and far over his intended target, and he'd been closer today in breaking his old record than he'd been in weeks. Lotan made a silent note to become more aware of his surroundings and as quickly as he could muster, it just might save his life one day. Despite Bumi's sudden appearance and apparent lackluster concern for where that arrow could've ended up, Lotan intended to go looking for the arrow eventually.

Lotan had a decent idea of where it'd gone, he just never imagined who it'd hit. Blunted or not, the arrows were still potentially lethal weapons. Bumi, of course, called for the scatter when Mido's voice cried out in anger and Lotan, like Bumi, picked in a direction and ran in it. However, while Bumi raced into the Lost Woods, Lotan ran into his house and went digging under his bed for some bandages. Since wool was near impossible to come by, being that traders didn't often come this close to the woods, Lotan began to use Wolfos fur that he'd managed to sterilize and wove it to make bandages.

"Lotan!" Came Mido's shout as he approached, clutching his arm with one hand, clutching the wound on it and keeping the sleeve of his shirt pressed against it, and holding the misfired arrow with the other. Lotan wasted little time in approaching Mido with the bandages and a homemade disinfectant which he'd made from the paste of deku leaves. Fortunately, Mido's anger seemed to be placated by the action, considering Lotan didn't leave to hide and instead went to get something to treat the wound he, accidentally, caused. "Damn, that makes, what, fourteen of my shirts you've ruined?" Mido asked in a strangely good humor, sitting on a stump just outside of Lotan's property line.

"Lift up your sleeve," Lotan stated, leaving little room for argument. Mido complied and also took his hand away from the wound. Fortunately the wound wasn't deep and would heal after a few days. "And I ruined thirteen of your shirts, by accident, mind you." Mido nodded with a chuckle. Mido winced as Lotan placed some of the disinfectant on his wound, the sting no doubt signifying that the salve was working.

"I can't figure out why you practice with that death dealer," Mido said, referencing Lotan's bow while Lotan bandaged the wound. "I mean, most Kokiri can't even pick up a knife or short sword to swing and you're firing arrows like it's a dying art." Mido paused, giving Lotan a chance to speak and, when no reply from the emerald haired Kokiri came, continued his own speech. "You must feel pretty good about yourself. You're basically a protector of the forest, something even I can't do... not well, anyway." Lotan remained silent, still focused on his task. "All I can do is bark orders and hope that the other Kokiri listen. Bumi all but ignores me, not that I blame him, as adventurous as he is, and I can tell that the others are losing respect for me. Honestly, Lotan, I think if you were to challenge me for the position of 'Leader' you'd have the whole forest backing you."

"I have no interest in leading," Lotan simply replied. "It's too much work for too little gain. There should be no price on the safety of our people but, being the leader, I'd take the blame for everything that goes wrong, even if I didn't cause it. I'll admit that's another burden I simply cannot bear."

"Still, I'm a pretty big coward for being the leader of the Kokiri, huh?" Mido asked, some of his orange hair falling forward to cover his eyes. "I can't even pick up a weapon to protect my own people."

"Using a weapon doesn't make you brave," Lotan commented, which made Mido raise his head and look at his fellow Kokiri. "It makes you cursed. A weapon is a responsibility and a burden. We who wield blades and bows bring only one thing, death. We protect, yes, but in protecting we find ourselves forced to take lives, something that lies heavy on our minds and hearts. Being a warrior is no gift, it's a curse, a curse that we who fight are forced to bear, one that we bear in silence, so that no others should be cursed as well." Mido stared at Lotan, finding the words he wanted to say impossible to retrieve from the chasm of his mind. Finally, Mido found himself able to speak.

"Did— did the Great Deku Tree tell you this?" Mido asked. Lotan paused a moment as he finished bandaging Mido's wound, making sure none of his salve escaped the bandages, before he shook his head to the negative. "Then who did?" Lotan shook his head again.

"It doesn't matter," Lotan replied. "I've chosen to burden myself so the other Kokiri don't have to. That's all you need to know." Mido looked down again as he contemplated what he'd just heard. If the Great Deku Tree didn't tell Lotan that information, that meant that he must've heard it from outside the forest since there was no Kokiri among them that was so wise. Mido, of course, realized what this meant. Lotan, at some point, left the safety of the forest and returned at a later time with this knowledge. Mido realized something else in that moment too, but this thought he kept to himself. He did not feel the need to burden anyone with it, least of all the one who inspired the thought.

"I'll head home then," Mido said, simply. "I have to get a new shirt, maybe one without sleeves so you can't ruin it again. Hey, Lotan, thanks for everything. I've got a lot to think about, now." Lotan nodded, a smirk on his face, as Mido rose from the stump and walked off. Lotan sighed and retrieved the arrows from his grass target and placed them back in the quiver. It wasn't the time for practice any longer. Lotan tightened the strap that kept the quiver upon his back and kept his bow in his left hand. Just as he readied to take off, Luchi, fresh from her nap, flew out of Lotan's pocket and landed on his shoulder.

"Morning, Luchi," Lotan greeted her. Luchi yawned loudly before she patted his cheek with her tiny hand. She was too tired to say anything just yet. Instead, she leaned against his neck until she woke up proper which, to be fair, took only the smallest of moments and soon she was up and flying around her child's head.

"Morning, again, Lotan," Luchi said. Lotan chuckled and continued on while Luchi kept her position by his head. Luchi was a speedy little fairy but, then again, she had to be. Physically, Lotan was one of the fastest Kokiri alive and could easily outrun most of the fairies in the Kokiri Forest. Luchi was assigned to him since she was the only fairy without a child that could actually keep up with him. Lotan took off running, easily making his way around the residential area of the forest where the Kokiri congregated. From there he raced off to the meeting areas, then to the areas where food was eaten. The lunch area seemed safe, as did the dinner area and breakfast area. Lotan had to laugh at how the Kokiri had a different gathering place for all three meals of the day.

The forest was huge, that much couldn't be denied. In fact, the actual living conditions of the Kokiri were best summed up as such. The central area was the most densely populated, where more than half of the Kokiri settled and made their homes. The tree homes were close together but very few of them were actually off the ground. Those that were grounded, so to speak, had crafted doors from the thickest and strongest wood to protect themselves from predators. Surrounding that were three areas that the Kokiri would congregate to eat; three different places for three meals. Around that was a more sparsely populated ring where the Kokiri homes were further apart from each other and all of them were elevated in the air to keep Wolfos and Deku Scrubs from invading, at least easily. In short, the Kokiri village was crafted very much like the rings of a tree with the residence of the Great Deku Tree being directly in the center of it all.

Some hours later a loud scream broke Lotan from his thoughts and sent him racing to the central living area, the one place in the entire forest where most of the Kokiri settled. Too convenient for a predator to attempt to grab and make off with an easy meal and it'd happened enough that it was a major problem. A bigger problem still was that the Kokiri were majorly a mild mannered race and didn't know much of combat, preferring to hide in their homes rather than fight. When Lotan arrived in the area he beheld a sight he never expected to see. Four Kokiri had been cornered by a pack of five Wolfos and all that stood between the attackers and their prey was Mido holding a large branch in his hands.

One of the Wolfos tried to make a grab by running to Mido's left. Mido quickly stepped in the path and swung the branch with all his might, striking the wolf on its right cheek. The strike wasn't too strong but was more than enough to send the beast scurrying back to the pack with a pained yelp. Such is what happens when one wolf tries to go solo. The biggest Wolfos of the pack growled and began to strafe around the group, trying to figure out the best possible means of attack. Just as the wolf reached its original spot after surveying the area it crouched, readying itself for an attack. Then, just as suddenly as an attack could've came, the beast fell to its left. Upon closer inspection, an arrow now stood out from the back of its neck and had pierced completely through the beast's throat. The pack leader was dead.

Mido kept his eyes on the Wolfos, knowing that it would be a fatal mistake to look away from them for even a second. An arrow again flew from nowhere, hitting the Wolfos furthest on Mido's right in the side of the head, no doubt piercing the skull, and the beast, like the pack leader, fell over dead. The Wolfos, at this point, turned their attention to the direction the arrow flew from, spying an emerald haired Kokiri with a bow aiming an arrow at them. Around his head, a pink fairy maintained flight. Mido smirked. Took him long enough, really.

Lotan kept his arrow ready as the three remaining Wolfos charged him. Lotan waited a moment and let the arrow fly, striking number three down with a shot between the eyes. The Wolfos he hit fell forward and tumbled, knocking into one of the others, temporarily, if only for a second, taking it out of the fight. Lotan grabbed another arrow but, before he could nock it, the fourth Wolfos lunged at him, its claws prepared for the kill. Lotan dove under the attack and quickly hopped to his feet. With swiftness brought about only through such a situation, Lotan quickly nocked the arrow and let it fly, sending the arrow through the back of the beast's head. Since Lotan had to turn to finish off the fourth Wolfos, he was unprepared for the last Wolfos attacking him from behind. The fifth Wolfos lunged at the distracted Kokiri and received a branch to the side of the head for its troubles.

Mido stood to the side, having raced after the Wolfos as they charged toward the archer, and struck the final Wolfos mid-lunge, no doubt saving Lotan's life. Lotan turned and nocked one final arrow, ready to strike the final Wolfos down while Mido stood next to him, the branch poised in front of him as though it were a sword. Wolfos, contrary to belief, weren't stupid. As long as they thought they had a chance they were relentless hunters. Now, however, the Wolfos before the two Kokiri knew the situation had become hopeless and ran away as fast as its legs could carry it.

"Thanks," Lotan said to Mido after the Wolfos had left. Mido chuckled and gave his own thanks for the timely save. The two set about retrieving the arrows from the bodies and, to Lotan's slight surprise, Mido helped him bring the bodies back to his home so he could harvest the fur, something that, after Lotan had done it so many times, wouldn't take very long at all. It had taken them some time to drag the Wolfos bodies back to Lotan's home, considering his home, like Bumi's and Niema's, was on the outer ring of the village, closest to the Lost Woods. Just as the two had gotten there, another voice made itself known.

"Mido! Lotan!" The voice cried out in a panic. Lotan and Mido turned to see a very familiar Kokiri racing toward them. The Kokiri was a girl with short green hair and blue eyes. She wore a long sleeved green shirt with short green pants with green boots. She was the one Kokiri that everyone knew without question as being the most popular among the boys in the forest. Saria. Mido began to blush heavily as Saria approached. Before either of the two could speak Saria continued. "Have either of you two seen Niema?" Lotan's blood turned cold and Mido's blush abruptly vanished.

"I haven't," Mido said. "Why do you ask?" Mido couldn't explain why, but he had a very bad feeling about this.

"I was supposed to meet her by the Lost Woods but she never showed up," Saria explained. "I was going to show her something, but you know how she gets anxious and I think she might've gone into the woods by herself."

"This is bad," Luchi said. "If she got lost..." Luchi left the rest up in the air. Everyone knew what happened when a Kokiri got lost in the Lost Woods. Lotan crossed his arms and thought on that idea for a moment. If Niema really went into the Lost Woods...

"If she went in there she might've run into Bumi," Lotan reasoned. "He spends a lot of his time in the Lost Woods just exploring it. The chances of that having happened are low, but it's better than nothing." Mido nodded and turned to Saria.

"Don't worry, Saria," Mido began, "we'll handle this." Saria nodded gratefully. "Lotan, we don't have time to waste. Let's go!" Lotan nodded and the two raced off to the closest entrance to the Lost Woods, leaving Saria behind. Neither of the two would be willing to risk anyone's life on a rescue mission, only their own if they could help it. When they arrived at the entrance Mido turned to Lotan and pointed to the trees. "Take the trees while I take the ground. You have better eyes than I do, especially since you use that bow. The higher spot should let you see further than I can." Lotan merely nodded and leapt into the trees, taking off not even a second later. Mido raced across the forest floor, still managing to keep pace with Lotan.

It wasn't very long before the two of them ran into Bumi. Of course, Bumi pointedly ignored the bandage on Mido's arm, that or he just didn't notice it. Still, seeing Bumi brought out a bit of Mido's usual persona, the self-appointed leader of the Kokiri, before the boy interrupted himself and focused on the task at hand. After a brief dialogue between the three, Lotan and Bumi raced off in another direction, leaving Mido to return to the village while hoping that Lotan and Bumi would be able to find her. He knew if he went along he might end up being a burden or a nuisance, considering he knew how Bumi felt about him. Mido sighed and left, feeling it'd be best to leave the rescue mission to Bumi and Lotan.

If Lotan could say one thing about Bumi that dominated his personality, it would be that he could be incredibly one track minded. When he got a strong enough thought into his mind nothing could break him out of it and, at times, it seemed as though nothing, not even what was right in front of him, could break him out of a self imposed trance. Fortunately Lotan managed to break Bumi out of his trance, just barely, not not before the boy went barreling into the person in front of him. After Bumi and the mystery person finished rolling, Lotan let out a breath of relief. So Niema was safe. He took a quick look around, realizing that this was a part of the woods that even Bumi didn't go to often. After a small argument and another bad joke from Lop, the three Kokiri started on their way out of the forest.

"So," Bumi began, "what did everyone do today? I mean, aside from Niema getting so lost she sent poor Saria into a panic." Niema gave an indignant shout, one that Lotan and Bumi laughed at, before she settled for pouting at the huskier Kokiri. "I'll go first! I went exploring again and, well, I found some weird stuff in one part of the forest, some kind of big stone doorway with a dark path but I didn't check to see where it went."

"You found something like that here?" Niema asked. Bumi nodded. "How in the world would something like that be out here?"

"We're not the first ones in this forest, after all," Lotan said. "But, not knowing where that path might lead worries me."

"Why does it?" Bumi asked.

"Why doesn't it worry you?" Lotan questioned. "Unless, of course, you really do know where it goes." Bumi gave a slightly nervous chuckle and hoped that Lotan wouldn't catch on. "Either way, that could've been made by some of our ancestors that were trying to find a way out of the forest, or it could've been made by someone or something that seeks easy entrance into the forest. Since it's in the Lost Woods, though, I don't think we have too much to worry about. Any non native to this place is guaranteed to get lost in this place."

"Why would you worry?" Bumi asked again. "It could just be a group of traders."

"Traders wouldn't want or need a secret way to enter the forest," Lotan pointed out. "It can be easily assumed that whoever it is seeks to conquer us." It took all of Bumi's control not to shout, 'they aren't like that!' but then again that'd be revealing his secret.

"I'm sure you've heard of what happens when you assume," Bumi pointed out. Lotan grinned but said nothing. "Well then, we're done with my stuff. Lotan, what happened after Mido chased you?"

"He didn't chase me. I left to get bandages and fixed his wound," Lotan stated.

"You mean that Wolfos fur bandage he had on his arm?" Bumi questioned.

"So you did notice," Lotan said.

"I'd have to be blind not to, but when he said Niema was missing that became more important!" Bumi exclaimed which caused Niema to giggle a bit. "So you bandaged the idiot up, what then?" Lotan rolled his eyes.

"There was some scouting, an incident with a couple Wolfos, which I still have to harvest their fur to replenish my bandage supply, and I ran into Saria. Do you really need more than that?" Lotan asked.

"Actually yeah," Niema said. "Did you try to kiss her?" Lotan's eyes shot open as his face turned red.

"N-NO!" Lotan exclaimed. "Why in the hell would I do that?"

"Well, we know you like her," Niema pointed out.

"EVERY boy in the forest has liked her at one point or another. I did like her at one point, but I got over it. Besides," Lotan chuckled, "only one person I know would have any genuine chance with her; Link." Lotan grinned. 'Maybe Mido if he actually becomes the leader he wants to be.' Niema blinked.

"The boy without a fairy?" Niema wondered aloud.

"Yeah," Bumi agreed. "Have you ever seen those two together?" Niema put a finger to her chin as she thought about it. "There isn't a single Kokiri in the forest that Saria is that close to. It's only seems to be the next step— if he doesn't leave that is."

"Eh?" Niema questioned.

"You've gotten that feeling too?" Lotan asked. Bumi nodded. Noticing Niema's confusion, Lotan continued. "We've been getting the feeling that something big is going to happen, but we're not quite sure what. When it does, though, it'll be big."

"Yeah," Niema admitted. "I've gotten that feeling too."

Me: And that's the chapter.

Rendan: So shit is going to go down.

Zero: Seems so.

Me: Sooner or later it will. It's only a matter of time. Also, I really don't have much to say this time around, so if anyone has something they wanna ask or talk about, go nuts.

Zero: Lotan had a thing for Saria?

Rendan: The chapter pointed out that every boy had a thing for her at one point or another. That can even be made to assume that Bumi did too. Seriously, pay attention.

Zero: What was that?

Rendan: You heard me!

Zero: Come at me bro! -Zero and Rendan start to fight-

Bumi: Do they always do this?

Me: Pretty much, yeah.

Bumi: Looks like fun! -Bumi joins the fight-

Lotan: Is that about everything?

Me: I think so.

Niema: May I?

Me: By all means.

Niema: Be good and be safe, everyone!

Me: I'm outta here!