D'aww fluff's over :C lol. Now, back to the storyline! :P. Cyrene haz moodswings xD. Sorry, sorry, I'm going to try and be more serious from now on… Since this is a rather serious story.

Cyrene awoke the next morning with the bright sun shining in her face. She looked beside her and noticed Link was still sleeping, but oddly enough their embrace from last night was still unbroken. Blushing vividly, Cyrene broke out of it and stood up, yawning. He didn't notice, and merely turned over.

"I guess I'll just let him have a few more minutes," she mumbled. Walking around to look for Kesch, she couldn't see him anywhere! "Kesch!" she hissed, trying not to wake Link up. "Where are you?" No answer. Shocked, Cyrene started to wake up her friend by nudging him, getting progressively harder. "Hey! Get up! Kesch is gone!" He suddenly bolted upright.

What? His face contorted in surprise.

"That little flying rat left us to go get Gorethik! Or heck, some of his bigger friends! I knew we should've killed him when we had the chance!" her voice rose steadily higher and higher until she was doing nothing but kicking the dirt and rocks in her way.

Cyrene wait, we can manage- he was walking up to her, as if to try and make her relax.

"Do you even know where we are?" She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in between in fingers. "Either way, we can't get out of here. Sure, I can fly you out or we can ride Epona out, but I'm not sure how we will be followed." Link looked down. "If we wait too long, though, Gorethik's forces will surely have our trail down pat. We also still need supplies for the dragon saddle, and proper training lessons!" She sighed again. "I guess we're just going to have to stay on the move as much as possible…" Link looked up and nodded.

But we still have no idea where villages are.

"We're going to have to try our luck. We don't have much time to plan…" she was murmuring words in a strange language, mounting Epona. "As long as we're moving, though, Kesch and his buddies might not catch us so easily. But be on the lookout, Link, because now I'm sure that Gorethik will know our names and our identities." He mounted as well, sitting infront of Cyrene. Leaving the clearing, they started off ahead, hoping for the best.

As they traveled, Cyrene kept her eyes and ears out for any signs of dragons, wyverns, or anything else that might seem unusual or after them. Countless times she had to remind Link to keep focused on the map as well as the road incase anything would come up in front of them.

I still can't believe there're no settlements! He sighed heavily, staring sadly at the empty horizon.

"Stupid Kesch…leaving us to die in the woods. Whether it was from starvation or some sort of monsters, I'm going to murder him when that cursed wretch shows his sneer again in my path!" Cyrene was hissing under her breath, followed by a string of curses. Link snuck a peek back, and noticed a small puff of smoke come out of her nostril.

Now that's odd, he thought, quickly remembering to face forward. Sensing the girl's increasing anger, he hurried his horse into a faster pace in hopes to get to some sort of village faster.

"This whole damned thing is stupid! Why do I have to sit here in the world of Hylians and fight some evil dragon king that wants to enslave them all? Isn't there someone with you know…more powers? So far, I've been beaten, chased, threatened, cheated, heartbroken, lonely, and starved! Some adventure this is turning out to be," she turned her grumpy glare skyward, huffing. He turned around and smiled at Cyrene, trying to make her feel better. She glared at him with cold amethyst eyes, and he turned around in sorrow.

Note to self; don't piss her off in dragon form. Much to his joy, a few scarce buildings appeared in the distance. Link tapped Cyrene's shoulder as she was starting to doze off. He then pointed to the little settlement a few yards away.

"About time," she growled.

The town was very small, but it was in much better shape than the one previously visited by the two travelers. The people there were also much nicer, occasionally waving hello and greeting the two. Link usually smiled and waved back. "Which way to a restaurant or something?" Cyrene asked a young man. She tired to sound as friendly as possible, but the young hero still could hear a twinge of sarcasm and impatience in her tone.

"Uhh… that way, Miss! It's a few buildings down, and quite large too. Have a good day!" he smiled, walking off.

"Well that's nice. Let's go," she grumbled, half dragging Link to where they were headed. He grunted a little in protest, but seeing the disguised dragon's expression, bit his tongue.

Inside the restaurant, it was similar to the old, run down place before. Instead, though, it was made of stones instead of wood, and the people there chatted happily amongst eachother, sitting at pretty tables with vases of flowers on them. The food smelled sweet, much to the two's pleasure, and sat down at one of the empty tables. "Okay so, after this we'll go look for some saddle supplies and look for a remote area…" Cyrene said, resting her head on her hands. A waitress came by, padding along silently to their table.

"Good day, travelers! What will it be?" she asked sweetly, the freckles on her pale skin glittering. She noticed Link, and blushed, stifling a cute giggle.

"Well," Cyrene said, trying to stop the angry redness from coloring her cheeks. "What do you usually recommend? We're in a little bit of a hurry, and need a bunch of energy for the road ahead."

We also need some supplies to travel with, Cyrene. We can't hope for more villages as we pass by, Link reminded sharply.

"But uh, any traders around here? We're kind of out of stuff," she added. The waitress nodded.

"Of course there are! Anyway, about your dish… The chef always has something different everyday. Right now he's preparing some fresh deer meat and carrots-"

"We'll take two orders please," Cyrene interrupted, growing impatient. The waitress nodded and left, her blonde curls bouncing. The disguised dragon tapped her long nails on the table, sighing. "Got any money on you?" Link nodded, pulling out his wallet.

You seem kind of sad. What's wrong?

"A lot of things," she said, staring into his eyes. "I don't understand how you cope so well with some things. I guess my kind was wrong about the intelligence of Hylians, after all. When's the Goddess's forsaken food coming?" the maiden growled, still tapping the table. Her voice getting softer, she mumbled. "If I could be in dragon form I'd hunt… But no. I have to keep it a secret."

After a few minutes of waiting, rumblings from a very irritated Cyrene and useless efforts to calm the girl down by Link, the waitress arrived again with their food.

At least she won't be grouchy anymore, he said in his mind, thanking goodness for once that he was silent. Cyrene thanked the young woman and ate quietly, but the utensils next to her were ignored. She was using her hands! Praying no one was looking, Link snapped his fingers infront of her face to get her attention. Hoping she wouldn't bite his fingers off, he pulled back and showed Cyrene how to eat with a fork and knife.

"Well, that's stupid. What's the point of that?" she asked. "You're species is an odd one, Link."

Just please try and blend in. The warrior looked around a few more times and thankfully no one was looking their way. After all, at least my species doesn't sneeze fire and try to kill innocent heroes in the sky. Cyrene huffed, but started to eat once again with the proper method.

"Well that was nice," Cyrene smiled after they were finished. "I needed something like that after searching the forest for nuts and stuff to eat." She stood up, taking Link's hand as he stood as well. They left some money on the table as well as a small tip, and went outside to explore the town.