Legend Of Zelda Fan Fiction ❯ A Wolf Story ❯ Chapter three ( Chapter 3 )

“Whoa!”

 

“Oooooh!”

 

“Humph!”

 

Link blinked perplexed as the four kids crowded around him, trying to get closer with out… well, getting closer. Ilia had had decided it would be a good idea to bring the little village kids over to see him. Link had known each of them since they were born. Malo, the youngest, barely looked older than a toddler, but was very mature, and the owner of the oh-so-popular (and successful) Malo Mart. The girl, Beth, was tall and acts kind of shy at times. Unbeknownst to Link, she had a bit of a crush on him. Talo was the leader of the group. He was always looking for trouble, and more often then not, he found it. Colin, who was like a little brother too Link, was the real shy one. He was quiet, and at times distant, but he was actually quite brave and wanted to be just like Link.

 

Beth cooed, clasping her hands together in longing. “He is soooooooo cute! I wish my father would let me have a wild monster!” She pouted. “Your so lucky Ilia.”

 

Ilia rolled her eyes. “He's not a monster.” She corrected.

 

“Yeah, he's to calm to be a monster.” Talo said, taking a stick and pocking Link in the side. Ilia jumped in alarm and would have put a stop to it, but Link snatched it out of his hands first. “Whoa!” The boy exclaimed, then scratched his head sheepishly. “I guess he doesn't like that.”

 

“Well who would like being poked at?” Malo muttered, crossing his little arms. Link tossed the stick out of the children's reach.

 

Colin squatted to get the best look at the wolf. “So… what are you going to call him?” He asked quietly, obviously contemplating scratching his head.

 

Ilia looked at him thoughtfully. “Well… to tell you the truth I haven't given it much thought.”

 

“He reminds me of Link.” Colin stated simply like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

 

Link faltered in surprise. No one had ever linked his wolf form to…well…him. Ilia smiled fondly. “Oh? And why is that?” She asked.

 

Colin looked at her then back at Link. “Well… because they're both strong, and cool…” He smiled. “…And they have the same warm blue eyes.” Link was touched.

 

Beth snorted, ruining the brotherly moment. “We can't call him Link! That would be stupid! What will we do when he comes back!?” He almost wished he could tell them why that wouldn't make even the slightest difference. “Oh! I've got an idea! Lets call him Cuddly!”

 

“No!” Everyone instantly agreed. She pouted, and Link sighed with relief.

 

Before the young ones could really get into names, Rusl came back. “All right, all right.” He said attempting to disperse them. “You kids have got to go home now.” They began to whine in protest but he wasn't hearing it. “No. Don't think that's going to work now. I want every one inside just incase it gets away from me.” Reluctantly the children said their good byes and went inside.

 

Rusl shook his head. “Kids these days…so curious…” He sighed then turned to Link. “Now… to be honest I've never trained a wolf before.” Link nodded subconsciously. He didn't think many people had. But he had a feeling Rusl would do fine if he was ever in the situation. “Lets start with seeing how tame you are.” He held out his hand with in Links reach. He was wearing a thick leather glove, designed to prevent sharp teeth from penetrating.

 

Link resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he sniffed the offered hand, and let Rusl rub his head. “This is good…” Rusl observed with a smile. “If I can get this to work I don't have too be so worried when I have to go do work with The Group.” The Group was a resistance team of rebels that Rusl often went to off on missions with or for. Link pretended to be clueless as the man continued to pat his head.

 

………………….

 

“Time to eat Hero.”

 

Link growled as someone attempted to wake him by nudging his side, hard, with their foot.

 

“Oh, don't give me that. Wake up you silly wolf.”

 

Link opened one eye to look up at Ilia. She was holding a plate of cooked (because she quickly caught on that he wouldn't eat it raw) meat, and a bowl of milk. It had been three days since the villagers had `captured' him, and most of them no longer feared he would hurt them. Or at least they acted like they didn't. He was still stuck on the overly short rope. Bo or Rusl often took him out for walks (he was sure he'd never live down the embarrassment of that), and he found that he was quite happy Midna wasn't around to see his predicament. She would no doubt be laughing her other worldly head off. Lazily he sat up.

 

Ilia laughed good-natured placing the food in front of him. “Gosh! The longer you're here the more I have to agree with Colin. You act just like my friend Link. He gets lazy when he doesn't get enough exercise too.” Link snorted before starting his meal. She sighed. “I kind of wish he would come home…”

 

 

Link stopped mid-bite and looked at her. `So… she misses me too.' He would have smiled.

 

“I've been back for a while now and he hasn't come to visit us once! I mean, why is that?!” She pouted crossing her arms. “And he better be taking real good care of Epona, or I swear…” Link swallowed nervously at her trailed off sentence immediately trying to remember the last place he'd seen the horse.

 

“…I'm sure he is…” She finished after a minute. “…He's always taken good care of her before, even if he's a bit careless some times.” Link huffed, but his annoyance evaporated quickly when she started scratching behind his ears. No wonder dogs like it so much! “But it still gets kind of lonely. He's my best friend after all…” Link looked away, then Ilia shook her head. “Well there's no point sitting around here feeling sad is there? Come on Hero.” She said referring to him by the name she finally decided on, and much to his surprise, she untied him. “Now don't tell my dad…” She winked like she was convincing not to tell. “…But Fado has been having trouble with herding the goats and we want to try something out.” She led him up the path to the grazing pasture by the rope.

 

Fado looked up as they approached. He was a tall man with brown hair, who took care of the Ordon goats (which was possibly a bad career choice since he was always letting them escape). Link had used to work of his as a farm hand before he had to go help save Hyrule. “Ilia!” He said with a big wave. “You brought him!” All around him were these large blue and gray goats with a huge curved horn on top of their heads. The type of horns that hurt really, really bad. Link knew that from experience.

 

“Hi Fado” She replied.

 

He ran over to them. “Now you're sure this is going to work right?” He asked, glancing almost nervously at Link. “I really don't want him scaring my goats to much, or trying to attack them...”

 

She looked at him, and shrugged. “I have no idea what he will do. But he's so obedient it should work.” She smiled as she knelt in front of him. “Now Hero... I want you to run around and bark at the goats to get them back in the barn. Understand?”

 

Link faltered. Was that a trick question? He wasn't a sheep dog. He was a wolf. Besides he was pretty sure a wolf would have more of less no idea what she was saying. Not to mention...did wolfs really...bark? `My knowledge of wolfs is defiantly lacking...' He thought a little annoyed at himself.

 

“I don't think it worked...” Fado said doubtfully.

 

Ilia frowned at him. “All right then! Lets try this!” She led him over to one of the goats, and grinned. “Speak!”

 

Link looked at her, trying to give her an are-you-kidding-me? Look in wolf form. When that didn't work he turned to the goat. “Hey...” He huffed. “...Please go inside.”

 

The goat swung his head up to observe him with sleepy eyes. “But I'm not done...” It complained. Link snapped his teeth with a snarl. “Yikes!” Alarmed the goat let out a startled bray, and bolted for the barns protective shelter.

 

Ilia cheered, and Fado clapped his hands impressed. “It looks like your idea worked Ilia!” He praised.

 

Ilia beamed. “All right Hero! Can you do it again?” She waved her arms in the direction of the barn, trying to encircle all the goats. “Get all of them…into the barn.” She pointed dramatically as possible to the building that housed the goats at night. “Do you understand?” Link nodded, no longer concerned over a trap. “Great!” She exclaimed, untying his collar. Once he was free she and Fado hoped behind the fence.

 

Link couldn't help but roll his eyes at that. He kind of wished he could tell them that that little fence could never keep him in, but instead he simply began herding the goats like a normal dog. It was a bit harder that it had been as a human, for more that one reason. First he was actually the one doing the running, and he was quite a bit smaller with out Epona, so when one of the goats got mad…

 

He was about half way done when a voice boomed across the entire village. “ILIA!!!”

 

Said girl flinched. “Ah…oops?”

 

Bo came running up the mountain, with a speed no one had ever expected him to be capable of. “Ilia!” He panted, stopping to catch his breath when he got there. “What…do you…think…your…-?” He stopped and looked over at Link with surprise. Realizing this would be the perfect opportunity to prove himself Link returned to work. “W-What's it doing?”

 

“He's working Daddy. Isn't it great!” Ilia asked with a smile. When he was done she whistled for him and he returned obediently making her truly beam. “Oh good Hero! Good dog!” She replaced the collar and scratched his head rewardingly. Link couldn't help but wag his tail.

 

Fado grinned. “He's a good worker Bo. A lot faster than me with my stick anyway.” He laughed. “Its almost like having Link back. Hero's not as fast but with a little practice…” He looked at the mayor hopefully, and Ilia joined him.

 

Bo looked back and forth between them obviously trying to come up with something negative about this discovery… but ultimately seemed to fail. “Well…” He said with a heavy sigh. “I guess…I suppose it can help out up here if you need it…”

 

Ilia and Fado cheered.

 

 

 

 

 

*Yawn…* that was a terrible place to end this chapter… oh well. Comment!

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