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The Legend of Zelda: Rise of Darkness [PG -13]

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Raven shoots an intrigued look at Dark.

"My... You have a hefty amount of rupees there... You sure you aren't from a rich family of some sort that I don't know of?" Raven was truly awe-strucked. Dark didn't seem to be one who would carry that much on him but he has indeed packed with much money. Regardless though, Raven made another suggestion to Dark.

"That seems a bit overdoing things so keep a hundred for yourself so whenever you've the need to buy anything, you'll still have some left. If the others don't have enough, then I guess we'll use what's needed afterwards." Raven was sure that rooms wouldn't be quite as costly as two hundred rupees... but he was too never sure.

"Plus I think it would be a good idea if we shared rooms so no one is separated from each other. Two heads are better than one..." Raven had suggested again. 'There's the Zoran, Mosquett, Me, Dark and Rael, and Dara and the Princess... We have an odd number so... I guess someone's gonna have to sleep alone if they like my suggestion... You can never be too careful...' Raven had thought to himself before looking back at Dark.
 
IC: I think you forgot the Archer of SlashVorlex if he's still in. =/

Dark carefully closed his wallet again. Not looking at Raven, he said something like "It's to pay the rent." Even though he had to pay over 300 rupees for those few chambers, Dark had always had a hard time collecting the sufficent amount. Raven saying that he was from a rich family must have been a joke. There was no other possibility.
None the less, he agreed with Raven, keeping a small part aside for extra costs would be wise. He left Raven behind and walked up to counter where the old lady had taken up her knitting-work without letting her eyes slip from the group of youngsters. When he arrived she carefully laid it away and stood up. Standing straight, she was a head shorter than Dark, and he felt uneasy looking down on her.
"Goodafternoon", she said, which Dark politly repeated. "Have you made your decission?"
"Yes we have, madam," he started. "We'd love to rent a few rooms here, but ..." The elder lady raised her hand to stop him. "I overheard you speaking" As she saw Dark's surprised look, she waved her hands to the crowd. "I might be getting a year older, but my senses are not loosing their touch. And you speak quite loudly." She smiled. Dark could see her gently eyes spark with joy when she said that.
Dark's mouth curled into a honest smile. This lady was very nice. "And therefore," she continued, "I am willing to rent you three rooms for a cheaper price" Dark wanted to protest but she raised her hand again. "But to not make you feel guilty, I shall only do so if you promise to help me out tonight." Dark stared at the lady for a while, realised that it was rude to keep staring and turned to the others to see what they thought of it.
 
Dara listened as Dark and Raven discussed the finance. She frowned slightly as she was not able to make a decent contribution. Making a mental note, she decided she would work extra hard to earn some money to pay everyone back. With curiosity, she watched Dark speak to the inn keeper. A negotiation was made, and the rooms were payed for. Dara soon wondered why Dark had such a puzzled expression.

"What's the matter?" She asked him.

Dark looked at her and smiled slightly. With his thumb, he motioned to the inn keeper with respect. "We have to help her out tonight if we want to stay. She gave us a discount, so it's the least we could do right?"

With a sigh, she shook her head in agreement. Dara wasn't too keen on helping someone out after having journeyed like this. Her muscles and joints ached of pain and fatigue. Grinning, she tried to ignore it. She figured if she got some sleep before helping with the work, she would be much better off.
 
Rael sighed. He was exhausted and just wanted to relax for at least two seconds. But he wasn't the one paying, Dark was. The old women was kind enough to allow them to stay at a cheaper price if they help her out. She couldn't be asking for too much, could she?

The thought of there only being three rooms left stayed in his head. He didn't want to seem like a pervert, he really didn't, but he wanted to stay with Dara. After what happened last time, he just could risk it happening again.

"Since there are only three rooms..." Rael began. "If it's alright with Dara, I'd like to share a room with her."

Rael knew that this was probably a stupid idea to suggest, he doubt that Dara will even agree to it. But after last time, he just couldn't leave her alone like that. Not to mention, he didn't really want to be around two other guys that he still barely knew. Yes he liked Dara, but he wouldn't dare try anything that might lose her trust.
 
Dara's face grew hot as heard Rael offer to share a room with her. She couldn't remember a time when she shared a room with a man. The children back at her village did not count for much, considering they were, well, children. Rael was a teenager such as Dara was. It would be a new experience, that's for sure.

"I don't care who shares a room with me. All I want right now IS a room with a comfortable bed."

Dara yawned slightly as she spoke. Her eyes wondered over the window and outside. The sun was beginning to sink lower into the sky. Dara couldn't believe how sudden the day was turning into night. There adventure had just started, but the first day was already over! Dara began to wonder if she would ever see any new sites.

OCC: We need to get to forest now plz.
 
OOC: You're wish is my command. =3

The day had gone by sooner than they expected. The chores the inn-lady had prepared for them where not that hard to do and they all got tucked in thightly at a decent hour. Worn out from the long walk as they were, most of the members from the traveling group flew to dreamland quite fast.
Except one. Dark's mind had started wandering off to places that had nothing to do with dreamland at all. He was running over today's adventures, how it had changed his life forever. He hadn't had much sleep since the day before yesterday, and the bed was cosy, but the thoughts kept him awake.
Annoyed as he was, he threw the blanket away and krept out his bed quietly. His roommates were sleeping deeply, their breathing was heavy and slow.
Dark grabbed his clothes and walked to the hallway. To not wake the others up, he got dressed there and rushed downstairs and, eventually, stood outside.
It was completely dark outside, but the streetlighting gave enough light to make a safe walk.
The freshness of the night's cold made Dark's mind clear again, and he inhaled the oxygen freely.
His easy state of mind was suddenly disrupted by a distant sound. Somewhere a horse was winnying and it's lonely cry was answered by another one. Remembering the promise he made with Mosquet, Dark followed the sound until he arrived at what seemed to be some sort of farm. In new Hylian was written above the intrance: Lon Lon Ranch.
"So this is where it all started, he?" He thought out loud. The sound of winnying horses was a lot clearer now. The fence was open and Dark followed the lantern-lit path until he arrived at a fenced meadow. In the grass horses were running, dashing, sleeping and grazing.
Dark tried to count them in the darkness. Those he could see were with about seven, and at the end there would be even more. He was so busy trying to pierce the darkness that he got sight of the dashing horse when it stopped right in front of him. Dark litterally fell back on the ground. Hitting the sand path hard. Both his hands, which he had used to for support were scratched open by the small rocks hidden in the sand. In the bright moonlight he saw how small drops of blood welled up from the minuscule wounds in his flesh. Dark groaned. Despite their size, they itched quite badly.
"Hey! Are you okay?" yelled a clear voice filled with worry not too far behind him. It was obviously a girl's voice and when he turned around he saw her hurrying towards him. The lantern in her hand was shaking from left to right as she ran.
When she held halt right in front of him, she grabbed his hands and looked at them with her lantern held high. "Ouch," she started. "That must not feal pleasant."
"That's the least you could say," Dark groaned back. In the light of her lantern, Dark could see that she was a little younger than him. Her rather sweet face was surrounded by thick ginger hair. Suddenly she looked up at his face and her big blue eyes met his. "Is there someplace else where you got hurt?" she asked him. Dark shook his head. The girl outed a sigh of relief to then turn around and dash at the horse that was still standing against the fence. "ARDANWEN!" She yelled at him. "HOW DARE YOU TO DO THAT TO A VISITOR?! He could have gotten hurt real badly." The only reaction she got from the horse was an annoyed snort.
She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the horse.
Dark was wondering what to do next and he carefully crept closer, afraid that the horse might do another trick. But the black stallion did nothing but wait until he was close enough. Then he did something that Dark could not have exspected. The horse pressed his nose against Dark's chest.
Not understanding this gesture, Dark looked to the girl who said with a big smile: "He wants you to pet him, he's appologising." "Oh.." was all that Dark could say as he raised his hands and to slowly rub the horse's head and later his neck. The horse enjoyed it obviously.
"That's odd, this is probably one of the first times that he's let a stranger pet him that freely. I'm Malon by the way, and this -at that she petted the horse between his eyes- is Ardanwen, the most hotheaded horse in the whole ranch." "I'm Dark", he answered the girl, "and nice to meet you Ardanwen."
After they stood there for a while, Malon asked Dark if he had ever ridden a horse. Upon his headshake her smile grew even broader and she ordered him to not move a single muscle. She ran away and a few minutes later she got back with bridles, but no sadles. "What are you planning?" he asked her.
All het got was a mischievous wink and whistle. It didn't take long before a brown mare had answered her call. Malon put the bridles in place and helped Dark to do the same with Ardanwen. "I know this is a bit onorthodox," she said while climbing on the mare's back by using the fence as support, "but it's the easiest and most enjoyable way to see if you have talent or not."
"Why that?" Dark thought. There was absolutely no reason why he should try it now, but on the other hand, there was absolutely no reason why he shouldn't. So he tried to immitate Malon's movement. It took a few tries, but soon enough he was sitting on Ardanwen's broad, black back.
Malon dashed away as soon as she saw he was sitting comfortable. Ardanwen seemed to feel that Dark was a newbie so he did it slower, but as time passed his speed grew higher and higher. Near two o' clock in the morning Dark thought that the stallion was just trying to show off just how strong he was.
Dark clenched his legs against the horse's sides, afraid to fall off. But Malon's laughing worked contagious and soon enough even he carefully tried to enjoy riding.
"Are you sure you haven't ridden before? You're quite good." she said laying in the dew covered grass. Dark could clearly see her face due to the intense moonlight. He lay next to her, trying to get the adrenaline in his veins to run slower. Upon his silence, Malon got up straight and looked at him.
"What's wrong?" she asked him, confused by his puzzled expression.
Dark closed his eyes as he told her how strange it was that he discovered talents that he, an orphan, could have only dreamed of.
She smiled slightly as he told her a part of his past that he didn't seem to like telling. But even if they had only met a few hours ago, Malon felt as if they had known eachother for much longer. She turned away from his face and looked up to the pale moon. After sitting like that for a while, Dark got up straight too. "I should probably be going," he said," the others might have started to worry about me." Malon remained silent, she didn't want him to leave. It had been a long time since she had had someone with whom she could be like this. There weren't many riders in town, even though horses were the main thing in town. "Are you coming back tomorrow?" she suddenly asked, turning to him once more. Dark slowly shook his head and now it was his turn to look to the moon. "We will be leaving town for sure..." He had a nice voice to listen to, soft, but strong at the same time.
Malon's mind was racing as she guided him back to the gate. She was afraid to loose all contact with him if she didn't give him something that would remind him of her. It was a selfish way to think like that, but it was all she could think of at this moment. As he raised his hand to say his goodbyes, Malon suddenly shouted that he should come back before he left. He could bring along his whole crew if he wanted. She'd give them supplies for their journey so that they should not spend mounts of money on them. "And", she wispered, "I'm gonna ask my father if Ardanwen can come with you..."
Dark was surprised by this sudden gift. "I...you.. shouldn't.. don't... need..." he flustered, unable to make proper sentences. But all Malon did was smile at him, trying to hide her feelings from him.

OOC: Long part. Not good. I'm tired and going to bed. =o Next post can be either morning with Dark back in his bed, he might have woken someone up and told him that they had to go to lon lon ranch, or they wake up, see that Dark's not there . He will arrive very soon and tell them most things.
You may choose and borrow him if you need to.
 
OOC: Hahaha... Or I can do this! *types frantically*

IC:
Raven laid on the warm and comfortable bed as he stared up at the blank white ceiling. His thoughts were still centered upon Alexi and when he will be able to see her again. He was always having trouble sleeping and tonight was no different. He could still see her in his mind as he stared at the blanket of white above him... but she wasn't smiling as she always had. Instead, Alexi was slowly being consumed by darkness and her screams where but tiny pops in a dark void calling out to Raven. Then the darkness would grow and finally consuming her leaving no trace behind. These constant scenes was what kept Raven from sleeping and losing all hope he had to rescue her.

Some tiny thumps on the wooden floor just outside of the bedroom door managed to slip into Raven's ear but he has impervious to it. In an attempt to avoid the seeping visions, Raven shifted over to the side of his bed and placed his two feet on the wooden flooring. He slipped on his boots and decided to stand outside the balcony and watch the midnight sky. He gently twisted the nob that locked the door and eased the door open with nothing but a tiny squeak from its hinges. Pushing the door slowly until it was opened enough for himself to pass through, Raven propped himself with his two hands on the sturdy wooden supports of the handrest (I forgot what the thing was called... but you know what I mean... XD) and gazed at the blanket of darkness scattered with tiny dim lights above him. The cool air that slapped him in his face was refreshing.

A small click came from the front door of the inn and made Raven glance over towards it. He eyed the suspicious figure emerging from the building until the person stepped into a ray of the moon revealing itself to be none other than Dark. Raven was baffled that someone would be sneaking out into the night at this time of night and kept watch of where the young man would go. Dark crept around until Raven had lost sight of him passing behind another building. A distant call of a horse could be caught in the distance and made Raven think of the necessity of a horse... but he couldn't ride one very well. Raven saw another figure in the cover of night in th distance and managed to differentiate that it was a female lady this time still quite young and about his or Dark's age but she was too disguised by shadows to be sure. More mysterious thoughts floated into his head and Raven only shook them away. After the while in thought, another small noise escaped into the air and Raven could barely register it but it sounded like a female's, probably the girl's. He shrugged at the noise and continued gazing into the stars.
 
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OCC: We can't let it diiie. D:

Dara reached her room without waiting for anyone to reprehend her. It had been a long day, and she was in dire need of some rest. Once she had reached the room, she plopped down on the bed and began to get the rest she so desperately needed. The cool pillow felt so great against her face. The heat it had suffered earlier was well worth this luxury. She adjusted her body on the bed so she got the most out of her stay.

Hour passed by and the day began to fade to night. Dara awoke at the sound of a horse whinnying far off into the distance. She stretched for a moment, pushing the sleepiness out of her body and went to check out what was going on.

"What a beautiful horse.." Dara muttered, seeing the magnificent beast underneath the moonlight. She hid behind the building off the inn and watched in secret. It was a sight to behold, and Dara was certainly moved.

"Wonder whose it is.." She whispered.
 
OC: Okay, let me try to do make something. XD

Dark slowly went back to the vilage, ignoring his confused mind. It had been a while since he had this much fun. It was nice to be with the rest of the group, but none of them, except perhaps Dara who was friendly with everyone, had been freindly to him like this Malon girl had done. And the horsriding... Oh, the horseriding. It had been one of the most exciting things he had ever done. To be one with the magnificent creature that ran like the it was one with the wind. A smile formed on his lips when he thought about how scared he was when he ascended on the black horse's back. It was funny how soon he addapted to the movement of the muscles. Odd, rather.
Dark's smile changed to a hurt expression when a pain dashed through muscles of his back. He'd feel that for a few days.
Dark had finaly reached the beginning of the labyrinth of small allyways that would lead him fastly to the inn the others were sleeping at. He wondered if anyone missed him already, but he quickly laughed that thought away.
When he had finally arrived near the inn, he recieved a very big surprise. A very black horse was standing a pool of moonlight. And in the shadows, sitting on a lost streetstone, Malon was sitting, seemingly staring amused at the black horse. But is what not her that he first spotted, but the girl he had been traveling with for the past few days. "Dara?"
 
OCC: OH YAY! Let's keep it alive. *shot*

Dara had been busy, staring breathlessly at the horse as it galloped to and fro, circling the fence it was contained in. Her eyes watched the movement of its powerful legs, awestruck at how powerful, yet magnificent a horse could actually be. Her mind wondered back to her childhood, remembering her first encounter with a horse. Under her breath, she laughed slightly. From what she could remember, it wasn't a favorable experience.

"What a naive child I was! I can't believe I trusted those older kids that a horse was actually monster! How could something with so much grace cause harm to anyone?"

Once again, she let out a chuckle. She was thankful for an actual pleasant memory entering her mind, instead of those bad ones she fought she relentless to forget. Running a finger through her chestnut brown hair. she continued to watch the horse trot around. Much as the moonlight had shown the horse's beauty underneath it, Dara's beauty also began to show. Of course, she couldn't see her own reflection, so was completely devoid of her appearance. As her mind began to wonder off, she heard a voice. She recognized the masculinity in it instantly.

"Oh h-hey Dark! What are you doing out here?!"

Her face lit with a crimson color as she realized he might of been watching her for a while. She hoped he hadn't heard what she had spoken of before.

"Where you watching the horse too?"
 
OC: Yes, let's do so. 8D

Dark held halt next to Dara, putting his hands in the pockets of his pants again. It was a bad habbit. Each time he didn't know what to do with his hands, he put them in his pockets.
"Yeah", he simply answered her. This horse was indeed a true beauty. In the silver light of the moon it's manes and tail almost seem liquid, like the silver brilliance of mercury.
The magnificent beast seemed to be too agitated to stand still and it grew annoyed of waiting, judging by the a loud snort now and then.
"Yeah, I was." Dark said again, now averting his eyes from the black horse towards the girl sitting next to him.
'It's a horse that'd suit a King,' he suddenly thought, muttering something like "I wonder how it got here?" He said it very silently, not for anyone in particular to hear, but it felt like the girl on the other side of the fence had heard him. As she stepped into the moonlight, Dark got a shock. 'What was she doing here?' He thought. "MALON?"
At the sound of her name she rushed towards him and Dara. After a quick introduction, Malon said, no almost yelled in excitement: "He agreed with it! My father will let you lend our horses! And if that's not enough, he will also lend you equipment. I can't believe he agreed so quickly. Oh, I couldn't wait to tell you the good news." She made a turn on the spot she stood. Dark wanted to say something, but she quickly started again before he could even say something. "I have to go now... but! I'll make sure you have everything by dawn, so you can leave very soon. With how many were you again?"
Dara told her with how many they were and Malon continued her rant: "Okay. I can't promise there'll be enough horses for everyone, but you can share, right? Well, I'm going now. Ardenwen will stay here~"
And away she ran. Like a dashing horse back to her house.
"Such an energetic lady...." Dark sighed. But he was kinda curious about what had convinced her father to lend horses to complete strangers.
 
OCC: YAAAY. This might be short. I'm in school right now.

Dara watched as the young girl approached her and Dark. She surveyed her shortly, trying to get a mental picture of who she was. By her dress, she seemed to be a resident here. Her smile let Dara know that she wasn't an adversary.

"Hello--"

Before Dara could introduce herself, she dashed away, back towards the stables. Dara was left in a state of confusion. She seemed to know Dark and be on good terms with the boy. Still, Dara had no idea who she was. She only knew she was lending the group some horses. This made Dara's heart leap! They could finally leave without tiring themselves out halfway through.

"Maybe we should wake the others and tell them?"
 
"Perhaps we should," Dark replied her, scratching the back of his head. His thoughts were a bit messy as he was thinking too much at the same time. And on top of that he was confused with Malon's hyperness. He turned around and started to walk back to the inn, with Dara right behind him.
He held the wooden door open for her and she sneaked in. The old lady behind the counter raised her eyebrow when the two youngsters came in at this ungodly hour, but Dark smiled friendly to her and she turned away.
Dara had rushed towards the stairs without making a sound, scared to not try to wake up the other guests. Dark quickly caught up with her and followed her upstairs, trying to find a masterplan to wake up the others.


OC: to the morning?
 
OC: To the morning!

Dara held her breath as she tip toed up the stairs. Dark was behind her, also trying to keep quiet. Once they reached the top, they heaved a sigh. It was early in the morning, and everyone needed to be awoken somehow. Dara rested her back against the wall and sighed again. She wasn't sure how the group would fair after they had awoken.

"Well, ready to wake them up?" She asked Dark, giving him a smile.
 
OOC: I need someone to catch me up... I'm going to drop the Zora for now, but the princess is still attached XD
 
OC: SKIPPING TIME. 83 Well, not much has happened. We left Lon Lon village, with horses. ^_^
Oh, and it's against the rules, JBC. :3 Posts that have no story in them should not be made here. XD

IC:Reawakened by the soft whinnying of the horse he was riding, Dark opened his tired eyes and rubbed the sleep out of them. It had been several days since the left Lon Lon Village and they had been travelling non-stop since then. Not everyone was happy with the horses, but no one disagreed that it was a much faster way to travel. Even after a few days of getting used too, muscles still hurt after riding too long. But Dark never grew tired of his companion's complaining. It was then, at morning when everyone tried to get out their comfy sleepingbags as sleek as possible, he could here their complains and curses. It never failed to amuse him how original they were. But he could not laugh out loud, as he had problems with stiff legs as well… He was getting used to the horse's back though, and he guessed the same thing applied to everyone.
In the faint light of the setting sun, Dark looked at his right side. Since half a day they had been riding alongside the edge of the wood and the trees had only grown more great and overwhelming then ever, even though this was still the beginning of the woods. From what he had heard from stories, the woods covered most of Hyrule's east side, and many things were hidden within this impenetrable fortress of trees.
An eerie feeling sneaked into Dark's heart, but he could not detect anything within the dark shadows of bushes. The feeling of being watched did not fade away, and Dark was sure that it was not caused by the vermin crawling around the wooden twigs low by the ground.
He tried to shake it off, avert his looks towards the open wastelands, but nothing helped; his eyes were always turned back to the towering trees.
His mind was suddenly distracted from his thoughts when someone of their group shouted out that he had seen something between the trees. Dark did not know for sure who it was, but it had to be one of the archers, as their look was well adapted to spotting details. Dark peered into the darkness, trying to find out what that person had seen. It took him a while to realise that the shadows further away, which he had taken for really big bushes or very small, but very wide, trees, were actually the shapes of houses. Dark drove Ardanwen closer to the plants, and the horse followed unwillingly. He too, must have received that uncomfortable feeling. Alongside the road, he had constantly been constantly twitching his black ears, trying to intercept anything strange.
Dark continued to search for something and happily called for the others when he found it. It was a path. Or rather, it was a path, in a past when people still lived and worked here. Ferns and other plants had taken over when human activity deceased and were now crawling everywhere, but it was still visible that they weren't supposed to grow there.
Dark frowned. Why did he know how to find the path so easily? Somehow this place seemed so familiar, yet the only thing he could link to this place was fire, screams and other loud noises. What was that all about? He shook his head, throwing away this next weird feeling as he jumped off his horse. After stretching his sore muscles, he took the bridles and took the path towards the houses of what probably would have been one of the many deserted villages, indicating the others to follow him. The chances were high that they would find a decent sleeping place here.

High above the travelers, out there sight and hearing range, spiritual fingers tenderly grabbed a branch. From where he was sitting/floating, one of the many guardians of the forest was spying on the little group of humans that had travelled from so far just to see him. He grinned by that thought. But it was partly true, after all, without his blessing, they would never be able to advance and collect what was needed to slay the darkness.
He counted them all, and he focused on all of them for a short while. But when his eyes met the back of the purple-head, he would have frowned if he still had had eyebrows.
"What is it?" the always present fairy asked her companion. She could easily detect changes in the spirit's mood, and this change was rather unusual. "Something wrong?"
The spirit shook his head, making the long hat he was wearing, follow his movements.
"That one smells like the forest. Although the scent is very faint, I still notice it."
"HUH?" The fairy squeaked. But before she could continue, he rose his hand to make her silent.
"They all come from different parts of the world, but that one -here he made a movement with his hand towards Dark- is without any doubt from around here."
 
((OOC: XD XD I did something against the rulez. *claps hands* ok... now let's see what I can do here.))

IC:
Mosquett sighed deep, true he had gotten his horse back, (when who the hell knows XD), and had gone threw great lengths to do so, yet he still felt strange when surrounded by these children. And having the Princess complaining day and night did not help in the slightest, "Let me go! I want to walk!" she cried struggling against him.

Mosquett pulled her ever closer, she sat before him on the saddle, where he could both see her and feel her, she was a pretty girl, as all princesses must be, yet she held something that none did. She was feisty, like the kitten she must have been. Mosquett tried hard not to let his mind go in that direction. It had been years since he had last been satisfied and he knew that if he didn't soon that this poor princess would suffer the consequences, however, he could feel that deep down inside of her, she wanted him to. Mosquett bit back his words, no, not here, not now... later... perhaps tonight. He forced her to lean against him, her soft body colliding with his hard masculine exterior with every movement of his beautiful horse. She struggled but soon calmed, as she always did; "So submissive..." Mosquett whispered into the princess's elegantly long ear.

Zelda blushed, covering her mouth with on hand she wondered what had become of the Zora that they had started there journey with, he had simply disappeared, she had never asked Mosquett why he had left. perhaps now... he would not growl at her for asking a simple question, "Um.." she began clearing her throat, "Where did Mijuzin go?"

Mosquett looked down at her, he had avoided this particular question before and he was not to keen on having to answer it now, yet he sighed pushed back his pride and said, "he said he would return soon, he had some business to take care of in town, he is a Zora after all, I don't think he can stay dry for long before it starts to hurt."

Zelda sighed, "Well.. I guess so." she wraps her arms around his, "You will protect me... won't you Mosquett?"

Mosquett smiled, "Of course Princess... you're worth more to me alive then dead anyway."\

((Ain't he sweet?... does this mean that Mijuzin will return?... find out .... later XD.))
 
After leaving the Lon Lon Village, Dara realized how tolling this adventure would be. Her body was stiff from the constant travel on horseback. It's not that she hated horses, she hated the fact she had never rode one, and the sudden change from foot to beast was wearing on her nerves. As the troupe finally decided to rest, the morning came all too soon. She crawled out of her sleeping bag and stretched. The back of her neck ached. Her thighs were itchy from the constant contact with the horses back.

"This is what I get for wearing such a short skirt." She muttered.

Everyone was up and preparing to leave. Dara decided to get up and stop lying around. She rolled up her sleeping bag and tossed it on the back of the horse. Her horse whinnied as climbed onto his back. The beast apparently took a liking to his master.

"Good Cynric." Dara stroked the beast's mane.

With Dark's word, the group set off into the woods. Dara had never realized how vast the forests of Hyrule actually were. They seemed to make up such a large part of the eastern continent. The trees shielded her from sunlight, which disturbed her. Not to mention, she got the eerie feeling that something was tickling her from time to time, or whispering in her ear. Shivering, she clung onto her horse tighter. Dara was becoming uneasy, but she did not want everyone to think of her a chicken. She puffed up her chest and tried to look as brave as possible.

Sooner or later, Dark found a path overgrown with various vegetation. Dara stared down at it, wondering what in the world had happened here. No doubt the Evil King has managed to get his paws on this area too. She frowned as she realized all the lives that must have been lost during this devastation. This made her insides burn with hatred. At what length must this monster go to to rule a kingdom? It was sickening to her.

Her eyes wondered over to Mosquett and Princess Zelda. The two seemed to be having such a fun time with each other. Dara wondered if the Princess was this man's fiancee. They flirted so much, and seemed to attached. This made Dara slightly jealous. Her mind wondered off for a while, but it soon came back when Dark began to speak again. She listened intensively, trying to pick up his every word.

OOC: I wanted to name the horse. Sorry. XD
 
I don't have time to read every post D: Sorry! But I read the more recent ones so I will try to go off that. Everyone got a horse, right? D:

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Rael woke up much earlier then he had intended on. He just couldn't sleep. His body ached from the constant horse riding from sunrise to sunset and he was just confused. Confused with what was going on. These last couple of days have been slow and not worthwhile is seems. He had no idea what the point of this was. He wanted to ask, just to be reminded, but everyone seemed a little different to him. Dark, Mosquett, and Dara were all close now. He was left out of it and felt afraid to even try to talk to them anymore.

Even though these days have been hell for him, he refuses to complain. He hasn't spoken one word for the last couple of days and he doesn't know why himself. He won't eat as much and can hardly sleep anymore. Rael had no idea what was bothering him, but he wanted it to end.

Everyone was still asleep, so Rael took this chance to explore alone for a bit. Not taking his horse with him, Rael headed into the small woods that was covered with a thick fog. The sky was still filled with the night colors so it was almost impossible for Rael to see where he was going. He grumbled as he continued to trip over the smallest things.

While he was walking, he keep hearing some odd ghostly voice. It was a little eerie, but Rael wasn't going to let that scare me. This was the forest they were to travel in a few hours, so he might as well get use to it. The whisper was closer though and he felt occasional chills on his bare neck.

He was glad that he didn't bother bringing the horse, it would probably freak out. While walking, Rael felt something brush against his arm, but he ignored it because he assumed it was some kind of plant. But plants weren't so smooth and cold, they didn't feel like skin... He stopped in his trail and looked around his surroundings quickly. He became defensive because he had no idea if someone was around or not.

Rael stood there for long minutes, waiting for someone to just jump out and laugh or attempt to kill him, but there was no one. Thinking that he was just hallucinating, he decided to head back to camp. He didn't want to get scolded for being out in the forest like this.

By the time Rael returned, everyone was up and preparing to leave. Sighing to himself, he walked over to his horse and mounted it. Waiting to leave, he sat on his horse bored out of his mind. He watched everyone talk about the plans for today's route and watched them prepare to leave. He felt left out. This probably was just not for him. Rael was use to being alone, and truth is, he was sick and tired of it. He wanted it to end.

But he could never admit that. He wouldn't dare try to join their "family". It's not right to ask that, it wouldn't make you apart of a family if you ask. Dara was out of her sleep late, but she rushed to quickly to get ready. Rael still had a crush on Dara, that was obvious. But he didn't know how to approach. He still thought that Dark and Dara had a possible thing.

Before Rael knew it, everyone was off. He followed behind quietly. The forest was much easier to see now that the sun was up. He felt his body ache as he rode his horse. Rael groaned to himself as he predicted a long day ahead.
 
OoC: Noone noticed that I typed : " In the faint light of the setting sun..."? Not that it matters anyway. XD Let's just pretend it's early afternoon then.
Oh, and JBC, keep the lust down, 'kay? :3

IC: Dark walked ahead of the others, carefully feeling with his feet if the ground was stable enough beneath the greenery for a horse to walk on or if there weren't any hidden pot-holes. or uprooted roots, slippery with moss. Luckily there were few of those dangerous traps and by the time Dark reached the first ruin, the others had all managed to keep up with him safely.
Everyone descended from their horses, one with more ease that the other. After planting both feet firmly on the ground and thanking their lucky stars for being able to get off the horse for once, everyone started to look around. It was a curious place. It certainly had been a lively place long ago. The path they had followed lead towards what seemed to have been the central square of the community. It was not big, nor special, overgrown with all sorts of plants and -in this season- flowers in almost every colour immaginable. The sunlight pierced through the roof of leaves high above the travelers and drew a strange and uncomprehendable pettern of shadow and light on the remains of bricks, statues and something that seemed to have been a fountain.
There were no more than seven houses standing around the square and if Dark moved a little to the left, he could spot more. It seemed that there would have lived about fifteen, but no more than twenty, families together in this idyllic place. The houses were small, to fit between the forestgiants, to have kept chopping to the least. Dark sighed slightly. If the some of walls of the houses wouldn't have been bearing the signs of fighting or blackening by fire, this would have been a place straight from a fairytale. Even on second look, one could see more remains of the last battle this village had not survived; remains that had not been touched ever since that doomed day. Broken spears and halfly-rusted pointy objects (more likely to be the shattered pieces of daggers or even swords). Otherwise, nature had one her best to hide all this. Rain had most likely washed away things that could not be seen and plants had taken over.
A sudden shiver raced through Dark's spine. Again that strange connection in his mind: yelling and fire. What was that? One of his earliest memories? It was very likely that his parents had died in the war, just like many of the other orphans' families. But why did this feeling come up now?
He shook his head again, trying to push back all unwanted feelings, trying to fix his eyes once again on the fairytale-like details.

"He notices it...." he slowly said, playing with a curled up leaf on a twig which had grown this spring. He released it and raced to a lower branch, his attitude had completely changed. The blue fairy that followed him could sense he was curious, mischievous. "I wonder what the others will make of it", he continued. Still hidden from the strangers, he tried to read what each one of them was thinking. The tallest one was not a pleasant one to read. Overflowing with power that was born in an era before the spirit was human, he demanded control of the elements.
The purple-haired one, with his thoughts in trouble, seemed to have taken it his responsability to be the leader, though reluctantly. For some reason he unconsciously touched the back of his right hand, and that made the spirit frown. Was the fourth force really with him?
The young man that differed not too much from the previous one in height and age, was filled with a strange feeling that the spirit could not place correctly. One second it was jealousy, another moment hatred, yet another loneliness. This one was rather complicated, the spirit thought. Trying to find a way to cure the struggling feelings in that person, the spirit's eyes fell onto the only girl that was meant to come here. She seemed to be a very energetic person, able to bring everyone happiness. He took a direct liking to her, and not just because she reminded him of someone he used to know.
The other girl was one of high status, but he wasn't surprised to feel the magic running through her veins, she bore the holy crest after all, even though she was unaware of it. The spirit shook his head. She shouldn't have come here, she won't be safe on this journey. The castle of the evil king wasn't a safehaven, but the world was that even less.
After looking at everyone, he made a decission. Tonight at nightfall, he would show himself to the travelers and tell them what he knew.
 
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