I sit down for a moment letting my bruised body have a moment to relax. Really I make it sound a lot worse than it is. Something mother tried to tell me but still I never been hurt by something else that bad. Sure when she trained me a little in fighting she would leave a scrape or bite mark and I would bleed but that was training. It was different I assure her and everyone else. But still I rather it been me than Hyrule. No one touches my little siblings and gets away with it after all and I did get to watch as the rest of the party ripped that thing apart in revenge. My bite had been the turning point. Attribute to my future skills as an assassin and warrior I am sure. Still I didn’t get to deal the killing blow but they wouldn’t have been able to do it without me.

I feel something in my chest I think, something warm that felt like it growing more and more. I wasn’t sure what that was, it was a strange feeling. Maybe something else was damaged. I ponder this while I turn my head so that my rainbow eyes can gaze at the clear blue sky. It’s getting to the point where I can smell the bite of winter coming around the corner. The briskness in the wind, the shortening days. Easy signs that soon it will be adult crazy season. I mean I understand liking girls. They are different and cute I suppose I could say. But I am not sure what makes the adults go crazy in the winter or what they are doing. Mother says it’s something I will understand when I am as old as her and I am not sure if that was some cryptic scripture for I need to be 8 years old or she means she will never tell me as I will never be old as her. Yes mother, I get your games you can’t trick me. I may not be on Hyrule levels similar to grandfather, but I still resemble and at least have the, general, sharp wits of him. She wasn’t tricking me so easily.

Still I think there is only one girl that takes my attention away. She’s younger than me even so I don’t think she knows why wolves go crazy in the winter and I don’t dare to ask her given how bothered my mother looked when I asked her. But Lailah I think is nice looking for a girl. Sure she’s young but I think that girl Hyrule hangs around is younger than him. Hey I guess my family has a taste for women younger than them. Father was older than mother, and Grandfather was a few years older than Grandmother. Maybe that was genetic too.

It is then that I hear someone coming close then and quickly but they were small. My multi-colored gaze turns from the sky only to see a little white and black marked girl, one that immediately brought a grin to my handsome face. ”Why hello there, Lailah.” I forgot how fast we grew when we were younger. I can tell even though it had only been a month or two that she had grown by leaps and bounds since I first met her at that little party in spring. Amazing really how much girls can fill out like that and look less like puff balls and more like… well girls. It is shocking really how much her change appeals to me. However her first barely whispered words to me cut me short giving me to frown for a moment. Honestly I had nearly forgotten at the sight of her and how would she know I was hurt anyway? Was an imprint bond so prominent that she could fell my body ache from being hurt. By the gods it better not be that strong else anyone who hurt me and this little lady felt it I would deal it back one-hundred fold.

”Me? Hurt? No, no, no I’m fine! Perfectly fine see!?” I jump up to my paws though I felt my ribs ache at the sudden burst of movement as I try to prove my bravado. Howevr it doesn’t seem she is fooled by my act even as I grin through the pain and she continues to frown and look unhappy. Well that didn’t work, that was only more apparent when she asked me what happened. I crinkle my nose in displeasure at both my annoying ache in my side as well as the fact that she didn’t fall for what I thought was a clever ploy seeing as I didn’t have any visible wounds.

”Ah well. Fine.” I say giving a little snort. I can only assume that she knows just because we are imprints. How else would she know? She stared so deeply into my eyes it was as if she was boring into my very soul. Our very soul? I guess it was something she can do because of our bond and it’s both amazing and terrifying. She was dangerous to me in some ways, just because I know I would cave if anything would happen to her, but it was empowering too cause I know I would have the power of ten wolves if it mean helping her. Still I was stalling the enevitable I had to tell her what happened. ”I was kicked during a hunt. But I killed it. Well pretty much killed it. I had some help. Just a little though. I didn’t need them I could have done it on my own.” Okay so maybe I was stretching the truth a little bit, but really I was the one who, ultimately, caused the stupid thing’s demise at the very least. That wasn’t a lie.