Chapter Five: To Chase The Sun


Elidora hadn't run that far off. Infact she stopped as soon as she was out of sight and some way inside the forest. Coming to a halt, looking back for only a moment. A moment was all she needed to see what was now going down.

It looked like the boy had been jumped by those ugly bokoblins. The poor boy had noticed them too late and the result was a nasty cut on his back. He was surrounded but the boy seemed to be holding his own pretty well.

She was hesitant to try and get a better look. Eventually curiosity won the war and she moved a few feet closer. Elidora was pretty much in plain sight now. Golden hide stuck out like a sore thumb as always.

Link was the first to notice she was still ever present. His blue eyes staring directly at her own. Elidora's ears flew forward, her head raised high. Her whole body like a statue.

Now that she actually thought about it he reminded her of a boy she once knew. Someone with courage and willpower. Someone she truly liked. The only person to ever ride on her back. To ever hold onto her flowing mane, to feel the wind like she does. To leap across vast heights.

Someone she got separated with. If horses could cry she would be sobbing. Seconds after their gazes lock the poor boy takes a slash to the back by a sword wielding bokoblin. They all jump him after that. Tackling him to the ground.

The mare's ears shoot back against her neck. Nostrils flaring with her eyes blown wide open. Her whole expression curled up in one of anger.

Without thinking she charged like a bull, racing out without any second guessing. She didn't need to think, the boy needed her. He was like the one she once knew.

Bushes and trees alike were blurs as she raced past. Mane and tail flowing in the wind she raced past. Hooves thudding and eating up the ground. Elidora's head was low like a charging steer as she past the forest's outer borders.

She let out a furious battle cry as she came within meters of the battle. A few look up to see what the hell made that cry, only to look up at a charging and defiantly furious horse as they get tackled by an animal that weighs half a ton.

The golden mare had effectively knocked two to the ground, now facing their own troubles. A pair of sharp hooves ready to trample them to death.

That is what they got and more. Repeatedly she would keep slamming her hooves into their stupid bodies. Every time they tried to get back up she would viciously go to bite them. Elidora was so caught up in trampling these things til they died she didn't see the one who took a swing at her.

Only when the searing pain of being cut at with a sharp object did she know. Pain, horribly pain on her upper hind leg. Just like any horse her first go to reaction was to kick whatever it was then run.

Unlike other horses she didn't bail, she ran off a couple meters, leaning off of her injured leg to relieve some pain.

Link was able to throw off the remaining bokoblins, but he didn't escape scott free. Cuts and bruises are present. His tunic was stained red and cut in various places. His left eye now held a bruise on it, that eye was half closed. He gave a small smile as if silently saying thanks.

The boy didn't wait to cut these ugly monstrosities down. Swinging his sword with practiced mastery. Right as he was about to take the last one down it blew a horn. Both Link and Elidora winced and even tried to cover their ears. However Link was the first to recover and quickly dealt the fatal blow against the bokoblin.

It's dying cry was welcoming and also short lived. More cries from bokoblins and the sounds of hooves thudding against the ground. Both the boy and the mare looked over to see more of Ghirahim's minions charging at them, this time on large boars.

There had to be dozens of them, and to make it even worse familiar dark laughter could be heard. "Ghirahim…" Link hissed in a hushed tone. Elidora was frantically looking for this so called demon lord, but the overwhelming presence of him and mostly his minions were quickly eating away at her bravery.

She gave way to panic, looking back to see Link seriously ready to take them all on. They kept getting closer and it seemed like everything but her was in slow motion.

She reared up, quickly jumping in front of the boy, facing away from the incoming danger. Staring the boy down in worry. His body seemed to relax as she kept staring at him.

Just barely moving her head, a small gesture to her back. Surprize graces the boy's face, then a small nod and his normal facid repeated as he rushed to her side. It may have been years since she had let someone upon her back but she still remembered what to do and what not to do.

She may be short for a horse but the boy was even smaller still he had almost no trouble getting up on her back. As the boy settled down she took a risky glance to see the horde almost upon them. A look of panic briefly flashed on her face.

Link seemed to be getting nervous as well or maybe he just wanted get a move on, pushing his heels into her sides. Immediately she kicked into a full on sprint, the pain on her hind leg searing up caused a clear and obvious limp in her stride. The boy's hands gripping tightly onto her black and white mane. His legs hugging her sides.

The horde could be heard snarling and growling in rage as they began to pursue them. Pursuing two bright beings, a golden horse and the hero of the goddess.

The chase was on.