"Hey Groose," Link beckoned him from across the clearing, "Look who I've got."
"The sword: that's wicked! You must've just gotten it, right?"
"Yeah, Zelda noticed that it had changed or something and she pulled me out of my tent."
"Oh yeah, before you get all excited about the sword, can I let you in on something?"
"Of course Groose: always."
"If you're going to be our new leader, you might buff up a bit, yeah? I'm just saying, everyone respects you already, but it might help if you could intimidate them without hurling bombs at them, yeah?"
"Well I suppose if anyone could help me with that, it'd be you."
"Why do you think I mentioned it you dope, I want to train with you. You'd learn from me, and you could teach me things."
"Sounds like a deal."
Link had turned in after his conversation the night before, and found that Pipit had shoved their blankets together, and Link quietly cuddled up to him for the night. He woke up in the morning to the sound of tiny birds chirping, and the fabric of the tent was stained with an orange hue from the rising sun. He detached himself from Pipit, who was still deep asleep, and dressed himself before going outside. Fledge was doing some push-ups next to a roaring campfire, which he had presumably started. Fledge lifted his head up when he heard Link walking towards him, and he smiled before pulling himself to his feet.
"Good morning Link! I've got some soup warming up for everyone, and I gathered a bunch of wood from the woods; a bunch of tree limbs had broken off recently I guess, maybe from the flooding? Anyways, there should be a sustainable amount if we keep foraging to either build some stuff or to keep fires going."
"Good call Fledge, I suppose we have to start setting up some shelters today for when people arrive. We've only got two days to get some sort of system going, so I guess we should wake everyone."