Here is the next part, I promice that I will defintly have Zelda in the next chapter. I'm trying to build up the suspence along with my new idea. Along with hunting.
Four feet padded silently, the nose twitched, in this form it wasn't so much the scent of the horses but the noxious fumes that accompanied the one that wasn't.
The sheikah despite their talented counter measures to keep him off the scent did not realize their own pungent scent led him directly toward them. That and he had spent enough time in the company of much more skilled Sheikah that what these ones tried were parlor tricks.
This form was necessary to track them down while inconvient as he felt without his sword, teeth and claw were not how he preferred to fight.
Still he mused, it was very easy to out run the group unless they decided on horseback, then it might get challenging. He circled; yes it was much easier instead of trailing behind to get in fount. Except he had no idea where they were headed,
Not true.
He mused sardonically, he knew exactly where they were headed back to that castle, the problem was he didn't know which way they would take back to that castle. His ruff started prickling, looked like his spell was working. He nodded, yes, the closer that corpse, the one who wasn't got closer to his beloved the more difficult he would find traveling.
He let out a menacing growl, he and Zelda had suffered far to much at their hands. To make matters worse it was all that wasn't fault for letting things get this bad in the first place. The coward. Even if he was a creation that was never supposed to exist they should have forced him to grow a spine.
He sniffed the air again, horses.
He settled on his haunches, they were going to stop at the ranch?
He tilted his head, should he wait until nightfall, or run ahead and get in before they did?
Giggle, can you guess who?
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