Gotta Start Somewhere!

In the shade of a large oak at the side of the waterfall lay Frith and his tiny daughter Farore, they talked quietly in the mist of the falls, enjoying the cool it offered in the summer heat. Their enjoyment of their time was obvious in the smiles, giggles, and wagging tails of both Destructions. The pair could often be found talking here, though Farore could have been switched with either Arkay or Thalos depending on the day. Sometimes all three. He'd fully enjoy the time with his beloved children, and the sudden interruption of that time was less than welcome. Not that he would have been able to ignore his duty.

With more than a little disappointment Farore would be sent to the den and Frith would make his way towards the border. He'd move quickly through the tropical forest, his paw steps all perfectly placed as he travelled the different deer paths through his home. He took longer than he'd of liked, but his rush was obvious as he came to a halt before the stranger. "I am Frith, Author of Threar. What has brought you here today?" His little grudge would not make it to his voice, though getting back to his babies was at the forefront of his mind as he took in the golden eyed woman at his border.