12-29-2018, 06:48 PM
Link had more than a few memories of slipping down entire mountains due to the rain, so it could very well be said that he hated the rain. And he did. Link didn't like sticking around the observatory -- Link had spent the months since he woke up exploring, doing things, and this would not change. But of course, it was raining, so he was just waiting it out.
It'd seem a stranger broke in. Well, at least groups are more regulated than the small settlements of the Hyrule area. Link eyes the duo surrounding the stranger, and considers if it was worth it to get involved as well. ... The canine decides it couldn't hurt, trotting over and hopping onto the box the feline has tucked themselves behind. The canine awkwardly balances to lift a paw and wave as he regards them curiously. How did they end up here? And so far in? Maybe it was because nobody wanted to be out in the rain. Now ... where did Link fit into this? The words the others say barely register to him for a long moment, but he turns to Clarence to blink a moment. Food ... Link remembers the exilirs and other such things that Link made to warm up. He wouldn't dare make something as foul-tasting as an exilir for somebody so unsuspecting, but he could probably make a drink, right? .. Link doesn't know what kind of drinks people like. Warm milk? He drank that, sometimes.
With this thought of, the canine huffs and inclines his head to try and convey that he'd get the items instead. And with that, without even waiting for Frisk's reply, Link trots off to throw something together for the feline. He'd be back in just a moment -- it wouldn't take long for him to make something simple, at least.
It'd seem a stranger broke in. Well, at least groups are more regulated than the small settlements of the Hyrule area. Link eyes the duo surrounding the stranger, and considers if it was worth it to get involved as well. ... The canine decides it couldn't hurt, trotting over and hopping onto the box the feline has tucked themselves behind. The canine awkwardly balances to lift a paw and wave as he regards them curiously. How did they end up here? And so far in? Maybe it was because nobody wanted to be out in the rain. Now ... where did Link fit into this? The words the others say barely register to him for a long moment, but he turns to Clarence to blink a moment. Food ... Link remembers the exilirs and other such things that Link made to warm up. He wouldn't dare make something as foul-tasting as an exilir for somebody so unsuspecting, but he could probably make a drink, right? .. Link doesn't know what kind of drinks people like. Warm milk? He drank that, sometimes.
With this thought of, the canine huffs and inclines his head to try and convey that he'd get the items instead. And with that, without even waiting for Frisk's reply, Link trots off to throw something together for the feline. He'd be back in just a moment -- it wouldn't take long for him to make something simple, at least.
"we will not be torn" —-- link / ascendants / misc
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