#minus!sky

[canoncrusherblog]

anime rocks!

[noodlebox-bird]

Buddy Heroes 😏👍

og

[csidepooltide]

Welcome friends, sky fans, and people who have NO idea who I am! Let me introduce you to my open characters...

Everything included under the cut!

Disclaimer, this is just a general overview. I couldn't possibly include everything or show everything! Believe me, I tried. Thrice. This is why it took me two years.

If you have any questions, don't feel afraid to send me an ask or dm!

And if you make a starkid of your own, please please PLEASE tag me!! I would love to see!!!!! :)

See you in the sky!

[rainy-day-revelry]

Absolutely adoring how the chain seems to have assigned big brother little brother pairings for all of the minors:

Legend who is making sure Hyrule doesn’t overuse his magic and exhaust himself

Warriors who is constantly scruffing Wind to make sure he doesn’t do something stupid

And Twilight who is trying to stop Wild from yeeting himself off the nearest cliff and failing miserably

Peak sibling behavior

[skyward-floored]

The cat’s out of the bag chapter 5

Even more plot, but mixed in with kitty things and dumb conversations aplenty <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52017334/chapters/144519979

Chapter 4 | Next

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Wind fell asleep sometime while he rode on Twilight’s shoulder, the rancher’s steady gait lulling him to sleep. He didn’t wake up until sometime in the afternoon, stomach rumbling, and twitched his nose as he caught a whiff of something... tasty.

Wind looked around with a yawn, and realized the others were eating lunch on the road while they followed Sky’s tracks. Wild was handing out fruit and some skewers, and Wind recognized them as leftovers from a meal they’d had the other night. His stomach growled again as he watched Wild take a bite, and he shifted up into a sitting position in Twilight’s shoulder.

That... smelled really good.

Twilight obviously heard the growling, and passed Wind some chunks of meat with a smile. Wind happily chomped them up, unable to stop himself from licking Twilight’s fingers as well.

Twilight chuckled a little as he finished, and Wind gave his fingers a light nip in response, still just a little annoyed at the rancher for earlier. Twilight wasn’t fazed by the nip in the slightest though, and he gave Wind’s ears a scratch as they continued onward, Wind settling down with a small twitch of his tail.

Having rested for a while, and his stomach pleasantly full of meat, Wind felt a lot more energetic again. He barely even felt sore anymore, just a little twinge in his feet, but he knew Twilight probably wouldn’t be willing to let him walk around by himself.

...Even though the ground was sloping more downward again. And it looked a lot less treacherous then it had before.

And also had way less rocks.

But whatever.

Wind had agreed to being carried if he got tired, so he would hold to that, even if he would rather be walking around by himself.

...though he hadn’t said who he would ride on when he made the agreement.

Wind looked around the group for a minute, weighing pros and cons, then picked out his first target. Time was conveniently walking right beside Twilight, and Wind waited for him to draw closer, watching carefully. Then he slunk across the small gap between him and the rancher, relying on the surprisingly good sense of balance his cat body possessed.

Time welcomed him with a smile, and Wind sat perched on his shoulder with a pleased purr rumbling from his throat. Sure he was a cat, but he was riding on the Hero of Time’s shoulder. This was awesome!

...Unfortunately, Time’s armor was really hard and uncomfortable, and Wind’s claws couldn’t grip them at all.

After nearly falling off three separate times, Time having to grab him on one of them, Wind reluctantly admitted defeat. He decided he’d try Four’s shoulders next, since he was also nearby, and he always got along well with the smithy. But he only ended up staying there a moment, since Four tensed the moment his paws touched his shoulders. Four was too small to really sit on properly anyway, not without Wind draping himself around his neck, so Wind moved on to Wild.

Except Wild moved around an awful lot, gesturing widely when he talked and crouching down to check random grasses and mushrooms and just generally forgot he had a passenger. Despite Wind’s good balance, made better with cat reflexes, it was impossible to hang on.

Wind stayed there a little longer then Four since Wild was fun to be around, but soon enough the uncertain motion was too much, and he debated who to jump over to next.

Let’s see... Hyrule and Legend are busy... Sky isn’t here... that leaves...

Wind looked over to where Warriors was walking slightly ahead of Wild, and the Captain smiled when he saw him looking at him. Wind stepped over to his shoulders when he drew alongside Wild, and greeted Warriors with a squeak.

“Hey kid, how’re you doing?” Warriors said as he brushed some stray dirt off of Wind.

Wind meowed a fine in response, and busied himself with finding the best spot to sit. Warriors had a bit of armor, but not nearly to the extent that Time did, and his scarf more than made up for it. The threads were nice and soft under his paws, and Wind quickly got himself settled with a purr, pleased with where he’d ended up.

Warriors chuckled and gave his ears a scratch, Wind content to sit with him in silence for a while. He was feeling a bit drowsy again, and the steady sway of Warriors’ shoulder underneath him was really soothing. Maybe another nap wouldn’t be so bad...

“Ouch, hey, ease up there sailor.”

Wind blinked his eyes open, and realized he’d been kneading Warriors’ shoulder with his claws, in a spot his chainmail didn’t reach. He meowed a hurried apology and pulled his claws out of Warriors’ shoulder, making the captain wince.

“You can keep doing it if you really want, just try not to claw my skin off,” Warriors smiled, and Wind nodded, a little embarrassed.

Legend snickered from nearby, and Wind gave him the stink eye before tucking his paws underneath him so he wouldn’t be tempted to knead again. Warriors pointedly moved away from the veteran, and Wind stuck his tongue out at him before they left, ignoring any further laughter. Sheesh. Legend sure seemed awfully amused he was a cat.

Hmph. Well I hope whatever he turned into when this happened to him was just as small and cute as this.

Warriors’ hand rubbed along his head, and Wind quietly purred, appreciating the familiar hair-ruffling motion. If he focused really hard, it almost felt normal.

...Almost.

The idea of another nap floated back through his head, and Wind glanced out at the tracks they were following. Things hadn’t changed much in the few hours since he’d found them, and they’d seen no further signs of Sky. Maybe he could take another nap, and if anything changed, Warriors would probably wake him up.

Wind had resolved to do just that and was curling into a tighter ball when Warriors shifted a little, turning his head to look at him.

“So Wind... that item you touched... it really didn’t hurt you, right?” he asked, eyes full of concern.

Wind shook his head. It had hurt at first, but he really wasn’t in any pain right now. Apart from his slightly sore paws, but that had been the fault of walking, not any magic. He could still feel a faint throb of magic where he’d touched the crystal... but it wasn’t bad.

“That’s good,” Warriors sighed, sounding relieved. “I’m glad to hear it.”

Then he glanced around as if to make sure they were alone, his voice lowering.

“...Twilight is Wolfie, isn’t he?”

Wind jumped a little, his tail puffing up in surprise. Wow that was fast! ...Ha, so much for Twilight keeping it a secret.

“Based on that reaction it looks like I’m right,” Warriors said with a faint smile, and Wind twitched his whiskers. “It wasn’t too hard to figure out. I’d suspected something was up for a while, but all of this confirmed it. You should’ve heard the rancher last night trying to avoid telling us, it was agony.”

“It was pretty suspicious,” Hyrule said in a lowered voice beside them, and Warriors and Wind both looked over at him. “Uh... Sorry, I couldn’t help but overhear.”

“It’s all right,” Warriors said with a shrug. “I have a funny feeling we’re part of the few that didn’t know. Seems odd he’d keep this a secret...”

Hyrule looked thoughtful as the conversation paused. “Maybe. Magic isn’t always... appreciated, by some people. Especially not the kind that this feels like. Maybe he wasn’t sure what our reactions would be.”

Warriors hummed, eyes narrowing. “That may be true, but it would make sense to reveal it when it came to Wind. Keeping it a secret could have, and could be dangerous for him.”

Dangerous? How is this dangerous? Wind thought in disbelief, looking at his fuzzy little paws. I can’t so much as kill a miniblin like this. And the damage has already been done, it’s not like I can be more of a cat.

Hyrule shrugged at Warriors’ reply. “Maybe. But I think he just didn’t want to. We’ve all got our secrets, and revealing them all willy-nilly just... isn’t...”

Hyrule trailed off as he pulled to a stop, looking up at the trees.

Wind let out a questioning mrrp? as Warriors stopped walking as well, but Hyrule seemed too lost in thought to notice.

“Traveler? What’s wrong?” Warriors asked, and Hyrule looked around, swiveling in a slow circle.

“I think... I think this might be my time,” he said, Wind and Warriors both perking up as he kneeled down and put a hand to the grass.

“Really?” Legend asked from nearby, having noticed them stop. Hyrule nodded as he kept looking around, standing back up.

“Yeah, I... I think so? There’s a forest like this kinda near the coast, which would explain the ocean Twilight and Wind came out by. But I don’t know for sure.”

“Can we look at a map?” Warriors asked.

“Oh. No, I uh... don’t have any maps of my Hyrule,” Hyrule said with an awkward grin. “But if we’re where I think we are, I can lead us around. There aren’t any towns nearby, but I can think of a few places where Sky might’ve ended up.”

“You don’t have any maps?” Legend asked in disbelief, and Hyrule shrugged.

“Not on me. Never needed one. Though I still have some dungeon maps in here, at least I think anyway...”

Wind snickered at Legend’s face as Hyrule began to rummage in his bags, the veteran aghast at the thought of not having a map. The extreme reaction was funny, but he didn’t really get it. He liked maps and all, especially while on land, but you could always find your way by other means, like the stars or sun. Though admittedly, it was helpful to have something to draw on and make notes with.

...Legend would probably scream if he saw the state of some of Wind’s maps.

“...a river not far from here, and Sky’s tracks head in that direction,” Hyrule was saying, and Wind checked back into the conversation. The others had gathered around, and were listening intently to what Hyrule was saying. “And it’s a hotspot for river Zora. Sky is amazing, but it’s a dangerous area. I don’t want him to have to fight all of those by himself.”

“Why would he fight Zora? Are yours hostile to Hylians?” Wild asked in confusion, and Hyrule blinked.

“Yeah? They’re... as hostile as any other monster,” he said, looking at Wild like he had two heads. “Why wouldn’t he fight them?”

Wild bristled. “Zora aren’t monsters, they’re—”

“Whoa, timeline differences, Champ,” Twilight interrupted, putting an arm around his shoulders. “Cool down a bit there.”

“What’s a Zora?” Wind meowed. The name was familiar to him, but he couldn’t remember where he’d heard it. Warriors just idly petted him though, not understanding, and Wind grumbled. “Fine, don’t tell me.”

“Okay, fine. So what’re your Zoras like?” Wild asked, crossing his arms. “Since I’m going to have to assume ours really aren’t similar.”

“River Zora are water monsters, they spit fireballs and try to drag people under,” Hyrule explained, and Legend nodded. “They’re sort of greenish, with these ugly fish faces and red fins. And while I’ve met some friendly monsters before, never one of those. They’re vicious.”

“Well that’s the complete opposite of mine,” Wild said, sounding less offended and more confused. “I mean they can fight, but they’re nothing like monsters, they’re a lot like you or me. Just... fishy. They’re our allies.”

“Friends,” Twilight added.

“I was once engaged to one,” Time said idly.

The conversation stalled, and the other Links stopped and stared over at Time.

“Are you... going to elaborate on that?” Four asked, and Time’s expression flickered with barely-visible amusement as he shook his head.

“Well it obviously fell through, otherwise Malon would be a fish,” Legend said as he scratched at his hat, a smirk on his lips.

“Yeah. Too bad, maybe Twi would have gills,” Wild said with a smile, though there was an odd look in his gaze. Twilight elbowed him with no small force at the jab.

“Not that this isn’t interesting, but can we maybe keep going?!” Wind meowed loudly, catching everyone’s attention. He pointed a paw in the direction of the tracks they were still following. “You guys can walk and talk you know. Remember Sky? Remember the hero-stuck-as-a-cat situation? Let’s go!”

“Someone’s impatient,” Legend snorted, and Wind flattened his ears at him and let out a little hiss. He was seriously going to let Legend have it one of these times.

“He’s right though, back to business. We need to find Sky,” Warriors said, and started walking, the others following. Wind shot one last foul look at Legend, then settled back down on Warriors’s shoulders, tucking his paws in.

The conversation switched to a different topic, and Wind listened in silence. He wished he could contribute, but he was mostly okay with just listening, even if he really missed being able to talk. Especially when Legend and Hyrule started arguing about the benefits of maps, Wild soon getting in on it as well.

Wind sighed as well as a cat could, and settled in to watch and listen.

(...)

Sky’s tracks ended up swerving up and away from the river in the end, a fact that more than one of them were relieved at. Wild seemed mildly disappointed though— he’d seemed curious to see what river Zora were like.

Twilight at least was relieved they weren’t headed towards a definite battle. He was fine with a fight, and if they ended up in one it wouldn’t be the end of the world, but keeping Wind safe and out of the way during a battle? Somehow he just knew the little sailor would end up in trouble.

And yes, he’d promised to take it easy and not be so overprotective. But this was just normal protective. Common sense.

Cats didn’t belong in battles.

A mew caught his ears, and Twilight looked up, gaze settling on Wind. The sailor had left Warriors’s shoulders at some point, and was now settled on Hyrule’s instead, the traveler smiling as he petted him. Hyrule was asking him simple yes and no questions, and Wind seemed to be enjoying the conversation, tail happily swaying as Hyrule walked.

Twilight smiled to himself at the sight, relieved Wind was in a better mood. He’d been so grumpy earlier... Twilight had started to worry. Spirits knew he’d been moody when he’d first been stuck as a wolf, but to see the normally cheerful sailor be in such a mood was strange.

He seemed to be back to his peppy self now though, and Twilight was glad of it.

Twilight felt eyes on the back of his head, and he glanced behind him, locking gazes with Warriors.

The captain had been shooting him funny looks all day, and Twilight had, admittedly, been avoiding him. He knew the Captain was suspicious of his explanation of events, and he knew he really needed to just... admit everything with Wolfie. But it was hard to not let years of being pointed and shrieked at, cursed and spat on, trusting gazes turned scared at the sight of his wolf form taint his view of things.

He still had scars from people he loved. Why should this group be any different?

Twilight rubbed the bridge of his nose, and heard footsteps come up beside him. He tensed, but then Time walked up, giving him a slightly amused look, and Twilight relaxed.

“The Captain is giving you quite the odd face,” he mentioned casually.

Twilight glanced back at Warriors again, then gave a little shrug, unsure of how to respond. Things were silent between him and Time for a moment, and then a hand landed on his shoulder.

He looked over, and saw Time giving him a steady look.

“Rancher. The time for this secret is past,” he said, voice soft enough not to be heard by the others. It was somehow equally gentle and firm. “More of our number is aware of your ability than not; continuing to obscure it will only lead to further strife, and make helping our Sailor more difficult in the long run. It’s still your decision, but I highly suggest you explain.”

His face softened a little.

“They will not hate you for this, pup. They may not approve, but they will not hate you. We all have our secrets.”

Twilight sighed. “I know.”

He knew it was only a matter of time, ever since they’d all joined together, but that didn’t make explaining any easier. And Warriors already seemed so suspicious, Twilight had no clue how he was going to react.

The scar on his back itched.

A noise from in front of him drew his attention, and Twilight looked ahead to see Wind suddenly sit straight up, ears pricked and nose in the air. Hyrule looked over at him in confusion.

“Wind? What’s up?”

Wind twitched his tail, and when Hyrule stopped walking, began to shimmy down his arm. Hyrule crouched so he could easily drop to the ground, and Wind put his nose to the grass, sniffing.

“What’s going on?” Time asked as he and Twilight walked over, and Hyrule shrugged, watching as Wind sniffed around.

“I don’t know. I think he smelled something? That’s what it seems like anyway,” Hyrule said, and they watched as Wind followed the tracks a little further ahead, to the top of a small rise.

“Mrreow!”

Twilight jumped at the sharp meow, and he hurried over to Wind, the sailor’s fur all fluffed up. He looked out at where the land dipped back down again into a small clearing, and Twilight’s stomach clenched as he saw what Wind had found.

The remnants of a battle.

The other Links joined them at the top of the small hill, and went abruptly silent at the sight below.

The grass in the clearing was flattened and burnt, gouges torn in the ground and a few nearby trees. Crushed flowers were dotted around as well, petals trampled and stems snapped, and one small tree near the middle of the area had been entirely knocked over.

But worst of all was the smear of blood Wind was sniffing at, his eyes wide and fearful.

“...That’s not good,” Wild said in a quiet voice, and Twilight immediately crouched down to look at the blood. He couldn’t tell if it was a human’s or a monster’s, but with the way Wind’s fur seemed to only further stick up as he sniffed, he would guess it was the former.

The Links moved down the hill and into the small clearing, hands hovering near weapons as they looked around at the destruction. Twilight stayed kneeled by Wind as the rest of them spread out, studying the carnage, and he gave into the urge to pet the sailor a bit as he looked at the mess.

“Sky definitely fought here,” Warriors said, studying the marks in the grass. “His prints are scattered around.”

“I don’t know that he won, though,” Time said gravely, running a hand along some marks clawed into a tree. “If this destruction is a measure of anything, then...”

“This is Sky we’re talking about, of course he won!” Legend snapped, his boot tapping anxiously.

“...against black blooded monsters though?” Twilight said quietly, looking at a different smear of blood. This one was the familiar black of the infected, and Legend went quiet when he saw it, foot tapping faster.

Wind let out a quiet meow as he finished sniffing, looking up at Twilight. The rancher could see the worry in his eyes had brightened, his ears slightly flat.

Twilight gently scratched his head, unsure of what to say.

“Well... we must be getting close, right?” Four spoke up, breaking the silence. The Links all looked at him. “This blood is fresh, and all this destruction obviously didn’t happen more than a few hours ago. Sky must be somewhere nearby.”

“And he’s almost certainly hurt,” Hyrule said, glancing at the blood with his face creased. “He couldn’t have gotten far.”

“Unless he was captured,” Four said grimly.

“Or worse,” Warriors murmured.

Wind gave the Captain a look, and marched over to him, slipping past all of the destruction. He lightly swiped at his boot, and Warriors looked down at him, Wind meowing with a determined look on his face.

“I think he’s telling you to try being more positive,” Wild said with a smile, and Wind nodded, making Warriors’s grim expression ease just a little.

“All right,” he sighed. “I’m positive Sky is in trouble.”

Wind meowed something that sounded an awful lot like “hey!” and began trying to climb up Warriors’ pant leg.

“Hey, ouch stop that! You’re going to rip them!” Warriors scolded, but there was no real heart in it as he tugged Wind off his leg and picked him up. Wind looked completely unapologetic, and Twilight wasn’t the only one who laughed. “All right, all right, I get it. Maybe Sky killed all the monsters and is perfectly fine.”

“Well we’ll never know if we don’t look,” Legend said dryly. “Can you sniff out where Sky’s scent went, Wind?”

Wind nodded as Warriors set him back down, and began sniffing, working his way around the clearing. Twilight watched him go, nose wiggling, tail twitching, and did his best to ignore the returning urge to scoop Wind up and snuggle him.

Now was not the time.

Wind sniffed around the clearing for a long while, the other Links examining the debris for any further clues while they waited. Orangey sunshine spilled into the clearing, making Wind’s fur look like it was glowing as he sniffed. Twilight thought he was starting to look a little sick from the reek of monsters and blood in the air as he went, but he kept on sniffing, pacing carefully around the area as the sun slowly set.

He’d gotten more than halfway around when his head jerked up, ears swiveling to the side.

A noise had come from somewhere in the woods, not clear enough for Twilight to make out, but apparently Wind had. He meowed, quickly scampering back to the Links with a frantic look in his eyes.

“What was that, Sailor?” Twilight asked, and Wind batted at his extended hand. “Okay, okay. Something important?”

Wind meowed again, long and loud, and walked over to the edge of the clearing, gesturing as well as he could. His tail lashed aggressively, and he had a determined look on his face— at least, Twilight thought he did. Cats were a bit hard to read.

“He wants us to go that way?” Time asked as the rest of them came forward, and Wind meowed yet again, loudly.

“Well, that answers that. Let’s go,” Warriors called, and Legend gingerly picked up Wind before plunging into the bushes. Twilight jogged after them, the rest of the Links following, and he glanced back once at the torn-up clearing, a smear of blood catching his eye.

Then he sent up a prayer to whoever was listening that Sky was okay.

[maxedes]

toto wolff confirmed on sky germany that

- they are still talking to carlos (infact they never stopped talking to him)

- they are ready to wait with their decision until abu dhabi testing (in october)

[skykid-void]

Turns out the reflection isn't a reflection

It's just the island upside down

[starlit-fawn]

Did not see the appeal of cuddling in sky..... until I come back to being cuddled by random strangers. Even if it wasn't on purpose, wtf it was so cute and really made me smile.

[autoresponderdaily]

click for quality. happy pi day hal fans 😁 anyways go vote (for hal) if u havent already

og pesterlog

[oldtestleper]

ok 10/10 episode, would have been 12/10 except frankly i don't understand why they couldn't have fully armed this ship that is absolutely crammed with drunk teens who, let me be clear, are studying to be, say it with me, ✨violent wanderers✨... like hold up. let the augefort students get in on this battle... fabian's the most popular boy in school and you're telling me every kid on this boat wouldn't be frothing at the mouth to go on a bad kids adventure

[bonefall]

This might be too much, but maybe you can kind of use both Mouse and Ash, by really amping up the idea there's some behind the scene meddling. Like Mouse was supposed to be the OG lawyer, but is being mysteriously held up by something (clues hinting at some characters Ashfur works with later during the next arc)

Obviously a lot of the tension is genuine, but there could be some very bad faith players deliberately trying to increase animosity since the stakes are pretty high (Especially for thistle law leaning characters who don't want Squirrel to win)

So just a few weird mishaps that get overlooked in the chaos of the trial, only being brought to light when the imposter arc happens, being kind of a stealth set up that things are about to go very, very wrong

Too little is far, far worse than too much imo. I'm a whole-pussy kind of writer. I spell suBtlety with a capital B.

I'm leaning very strongly towards Mousefur being Ashfur's first victim, done in a fit of entitled anger because he wanted to take over the trial. But I think your suggestion of mishaps should be important too, that's a very good detail

Thoughts...

The trial was paused through some accident of one of Ashfur's cohorts. Someone broke something or called for a break.

The last person to see Mousefur was a Traditionalist, leaning on the harder side.

Mouse either goes missing just before Leafpool's Trial, or midway through.

It is NOT known that Ashfur has this terrifying ability yet, though. His cohorts simply think that Mousefur is having a hard time getting back to StarClan, not knowing that Ashfur has been messing around with the boundaries between realms too.

[thedrowsydreamer]

-1- Minus Ichi: Bridge in the clouds.

[robinlmaoo]

when you have a much beloved skykid oc you though up a cool outfit for yourself but don’t draw or post about them at all because no motivation.

and then someone else makes a skykid oc with a very similar outfit and you’re even more afraid to post about your oc now since you’re afraid it would be considered copying…

[artistdove]

Ah yes, my two best friends. One(bull) barely plays and I mostly just drag his kid like I am his uber, literally half his stuff is obtained thanks to me just controlling his child. The other(bun) either plays with me or alone and we vibe, but will run at the sight of a candle, just give up trying to light the dude. This is sarcasm, I love these idiots with all my heart but I can still call them out lol

[skyward-floored]

The cat’s out of the bag - Chapter 2

Here’s chapter two! More adventures of Wind stuck as a cat.

Now with an ao3 link!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52017334/chapters/132551434#main

Chapter 1 | Next

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Wind and Twilight traveled through the woods for a while, Wind hanging on to Twilight’s pelt the entire time.

As he walked, Twilight told Wind a little about when he’d first been transformed into a wolf, explaining the trouble he’d had adjusting to his body, and how once he’d figured it out, it wasn’t too hard. Wind listened in interest, and made a few mental notes of things to try once Twilight set him down.

But eventually Twilight stopped talking as he looked more intently for signs of the others, and Wind found his mind wandering in the quiet of the woods.

He still couldn’t believe Twilight was Wolfie. No wonder he was so touchy about being petted, and seemed so intelligent, like he could really understand it when they talked to him.

It would also explain why Wild was so close with the wolf... did that mean Wild knew Twilight was Wolfie?

Did anyone else know?

Wind let out a thoughtful little squeaky noise, resting his head on his paws.

Time probably did. It seemed like he knew everything sometimes, but aside from him... well, Legend would have to know if he’d been turned into an animal too, but that must be it. That meant three whole people had known Wolfie wasn’t just a wolf... Wind wasn’t sure quite how he felt about that.

Of course, he had some other things on his mind at the moment.

He breathed out a sigh, adjusting his grip on Twilight’s shoulder. He still felt weird, a little nauseous and achy from his transformation. He also kept forgetting he didn’t have hands, and when he went to do things like scratch his nose, he ended up hitting himself in the face with his cumbersome paws.

How was he supposed to do anything like this? Even walking was too hard at the moment, and Wind felt his tail lash as he thought of how useless he currently was.

Hopefully they would find Sky and the others and fix this before it became an even bigger problem.

The afternoon dragged on, Twilight’s steps lagging a little the longer they went. The smell of blood was still sharp in Wind’s nose (which he was discovering was way better at smelling then his regular one), and he spared a wistful thought towards the red potion he knew was sitting in his bag. All his stuff had disappeared when he’d been transformed, so there was no way to get it right now... as far as he knew.

Just one more thing to ask about when I get my voice back, he thought with a sigh. I wonder where it all went anyway? Aryll’ll be so upset if her telescope is gone...

Twilight made a small noise of pain as he brushed past a branch, and Wind went back to watching him, feeling more and more worried the longer they went. The rancher kept wincing, and Wind finally bapped his ear to get his attention.

“Hm?” Twilight said, blinking as he looked at Wind.

“Your arm is still bleeding,” Wind meowed, and when Twilight gave him a confused look, huffed in annoyance. Right. No talking. Argh.

Twilight had wrapped a few bandages around his arm, but they’d begun to stain, red seeping through. Wind wasn’t sure how bad the injury was, but he wasn’t keen on having Twilight collapse from blood loss or anything.

I won’t be able to help him at all if he does.

Wind quickly chased away that thought, and instead of trying to communicate through further meows, got to his feet and moved around Twilight’s shoulder, gesturing clumsily with a paw at the blood on the rancher’s arm.

“It’s fine Wind, it looks worse then it is,” Twilight assured when he figured out what he was doing.

Wind twitched his tail. I don’t believe that for a second.

To prove his point, he abruptly jabbed at Twilight’s hurt arm, and the rancher yelped, jerking his arm so hard Wind was nearly flung off. He only managed to hang on by extending his claws and clinging to Twilight’s pelt, and gave him a flat look as Twilight tried to smooth his expression of pain.

“Okay okay, so it’s not just a little scrape. It still isn’t that bad,” Twilight grumbled, helping Wind settle back onto his unhurt shoulder. “But I can’t do anything more about it, Sailor. We’re just going to have to wait until we’re with the others again.”

Wind let out a little grumbly growl, but he knew Twilight was right.

That didn’t mean he liked it, though.

They continued through the woods in silence, Twilight only speaking up on occasion. They both perked up when he found what looked like boot prints, hopefully a sign of the others, and Wind paid more attention to his surroundings after that.

His senses were sharper then normal, which had been totally overwhelming at first, but he was starting to get used to the sounds and scents of the forest. Wind could hear birds flying overhead from much further away then normal, and smell all kinds of things.

Along with the blood and wolf smell on Twilight, Wind could sniff out the sap from the pine trees they walked by, and various animals that had passed by the trail they were following, along with a faint whiff of the sea all at the same time.

It was pretty weird.

Wind kept himself amused by trying to figure out what all the different smells were, his nose stuck in the air. He als tried to make out some of the more unusual noises he heard, and Twilight looked at him more then once with a smile on his face, like he knew what he was doing.

Wind just wished he could ask him for advice.

It wasn’t until the sun was nearly set when a new noise filtered through the trees, and Wind sat up, swiveling his ears around as he listened. It hadn’t been the same birdcalls he’d been hearing as they walked, or the rustling of leaves in the wind...

He strained his ears a little more, and perked up as he finally recognized it.

That had sounded like talking!

Twilight heard it only a moment later, and he smiled over at Wind, speeding his steps towards the noises. They grew louder and louder, and as Twilight pushed through the bushes, the other Links came into view, talking around a half-set up campsite.

Wind ducked down a little on Twilight’s shoulder (in respect for him wanting to keep Wolfie a secret), and began looking around for Sky.

“Rancher!” Wild called out when he noticed him, and the other heroes paused in their discussion to give him relieved looks, several eyes drawn to his bloodied arm. Warriors stepped over when he saw it, and immediately began fishing in his bag, relief and worry equal on his face.

“Glad to see you’re alright Rancher, we were worried,” Four said as he set down some firewood, and Wind ducked even lower as he walked by. Where was Sky?

“What’s going on?” Twilight asked as he stepped closer to Warriors, and Wind looked around at the heroes as some of them resumed their discussion, their loud talking sounding more like an argument to him. It was mostly making his ears hurt.

“We can’t find Sky or Wind,” Warriors replied as he continued to dig in his bag. His voice was grim, and Wind thought he looked a little frazzled. “They must have been separated from us somehow, I don’t know where they are. But what worries me most is that they’re the only ones we haven’t found. Apart from you Rancher, we all came out in the same area.”

“That’s strange,” Twilight replied, his brow creasing. “Sky isn’t with you all?”

A wave of dread swamped over Wind. Oh no.

“Nope. Haven’t seen him since we came through the portal. He probably fell asleep somewhere,” Legend drawled, but his voice held a fair amount of concern in it.

“Have you seen Wind?” Four asked Twilight, and then his gaze caught on the cat sitting on his shoulder.

His eyes went wide, color shimmering off of them, and Wild seemed to notice the cat at the same moment the smithy did, his eyebrows shooting up.

“Twilight is that a cat?” the champion asked loudly, and Twilight cringed as the argument stopped, everyone staring over at where Wind was sitting primly on his unhurt shoulder.

Four and Time exchanged looks, Time’s eye narrowing in a calculating way, and Wind heard Twilight swallow.

“I...”

He trailed off, and Wind moved closer to his head, giving him a gentle nudge. It’s okay Twi.

Twilight let out a sigh, his face turning to one of resignation.

“...Yeah, it is. I... guess the cat’s out of the bag,” he mumbled, and Wind twitched his whiskers at the phrase. Seriously Twilight? “This... is our sailor.”

The clearing was suddenly very quiet.

“...You’re kidding,” Legend groaned after a solid minute of silence, putting his head in his hands. “Rancher you’ve got to be more careful with that stupid necklace.”

“It wasn’t my fault!” Twilight said indignantly, and the clearing broke into confused questions while Wind gave Legend a look, sticking his tongue out. That’s right it wasn’t! Well... not really. “It was an accident, veteran.”

“But... how?” Warriors asked, looking between Wind and Twilight with an expression of alarm. He’d found a potion bottle, but seemed to have forgotten about it as he stared between them. “He can’t have— really? Is this a joke?”

“Oh it’s no joke,” Four said with a quirked eyebrow.

Wind eyed the smithy curiously. Maybe Wild, Time, and Legend aren’t the only ones who knew about Wolfie after all.

Twilight sighed. “Captain, it’s complicated, and I promise I’ll explain, but long story short... we need the Master Sword to fix him.”

Warriors looked even more alarmed. “What? Why do you need the Master Sword? Is he cursed?”

“...Sort of?”

“Sort of?!”

“Okay, yes, it’s sort of a curse, but it’s easily fixed,” Twilight reassured.

“He’s right. Relax Captain, we just need the sword and he’ll be good to go,” Legend spoke up again, and though Warriors still looked worried, he calmed down somewhat.

“Erm, one problem with that... Sky has the Master Sword with him,” Hyrule piped up, and the confused questions and chatter died down a bit.

“Oh. Well that does put a wrench in things,” Wild said.

Wind meowed quietly in agreement.

All of them turned to stare at Wind at the noise, and the sailor squirmed a little at the scrutiny. He could feel their eyes on him, looking at his fur and whiskers and everything, and he sank down a little in Twilight’s pelt.

“Sailor, are you okay?” Warriors asked as he stepped forward, studying Wind with a worried look.

Wind let out a meow in reply, and without really thinking, gave Warriors’ outstretched hand a lick. The captain blinked in surprise, and Wind had just enough time to wonder why exactly he’d done that, before Warriors smiled, giving Wind a small scratch behind the ears.

Ooh... that felt nice.

Wind leaned into the touch, a rumbly noise rising in his chest, then blinked, and shook himself as he realized what he was doing.

For Jabun’s sake, he wasn’t actually a cat!

“You’re really okay, kiddo?” Warriors asked seriously, and Wind nodded, still enjoying the feel of his fingers gently running over his fur. He was feeling better now that he was back with the others, even if he was embarrassed to be... well, a cat.

I was already the youngest, and now I’m the smallest too, Wind thought as Warriors removed his hand, feeling glum. Even a miniblin would give me trouble like this, no less something like a kargaroc. I’m toast if we go into battle...

“So a cat, huh... that’s interesting,” Four said thoughtfully.

“You’re awfully fluffy,” Hyrule said, peering at Wind.

“Wow, yeah,” Wild said, putting his face right up by Wind’s. Wind had the sudden urge to bat at the hair coming lose from his ponytail. “Are all cats this fluffy?”

“Yes Wild, they are,” Twilight said, his voice sounding a little strained, and Time came over and pushed him gently down to sit on a log.

“Alright, let’s slow down a bit. I believe a further explanation would be helpful, but Twilight’s arm could use a potion first.” Time took the bottle from Warriors and handed it to Twilight as he spoke. “Sailor, are you hurt at all?”

Wind let out a thoughtful little chirp, and looked back at himself. He was reminded again of the handful of cuts he’d gotten during the fight on the cliff as he looked at his fur, but there wasn’t anything serious. He mostly felt sore from being knocked through the portal, and then being forcibly turned into a cat.

He couldn’t easily communicate any of this though, and looked a bit helplessly at Twilight.

“I think he has a couple scrapes, but nothing bad,” Twilight answered for him, having done his own look-over. Then the rancher leaned closer to Time, continuing in a lower voice that Wind almost missed. “All that magic hit him hard though. He can’t have a potion in this form, but... getting something warm in his stomach would be good for him.”

Wind narrowed his eyes, but didn’t protest as Time looked him over, his eye studying the few cuts he had.

Sympathy shone on Time’s face as he looked at Wind’s changed form, and he ran a gentle finger over his head before drawing back and asking Wild if dinner was ready. Wild nodded, and while Twilight drank his potion, Time poured a bit of the soup Wild had been letting simmer into a dish, and set it down on Twilight’s lap.

“Let’s have dinner,” Time said, sitting down beside Twilight. “Finding Sky is our priority, but empty stomachs are a more immediate problem.”

Nobody had any objections to Time’s suggestion, and anyone standing sat down. Wind had a feeling they were having dinner mostly for his and Twilight’s sakes, but Twilight definitely needed a break based on how pale his face was, so he didn’t complain.

The tantalizing smell of soup wafted through the clearing, and Wind suddenly realized he was rather hungry. His stomach let out a quiet growl, and Wind carefully shimmied down Twilight’s arm, still really not used to dealing with his paws and tail. But he managed to land without incident, and settled onto his lap next to the dish Time had gotten for him.

It took him another several minutes to figure out how to lap up the soup with his tongue though, and even then he still got some on his face. Everyone’s eyes were on him as Wild began passing out soup, and Wind felt his face grow hot, even though he was sure cats couldn’t blush.

Did they have to stare?

He shot a withering look around camp, and everybody seemed to get the hint, looking at their own food instead of his.

Wind quickly lapped up the rest of the soup while nobody was watching, caring less about being messy and just wanting to finish. It didn’t take him long to empty the dish, and he leaned back, licking his chops.

The soup had left a warm feeling in his middle, and Wind felt a lot better now that he’d eaten. So what if he had trouble with getting his tongue to work the way it was supposed to, and had bits of soup on his whiskers? It had been delicious.

Wind let out a breathy little sigh. Now if only I wasn’t still a cat...

“So Twilight, what exactly happened to you and Wind?” Warriors asked as they all ate, tone light, but still a bit suspicious.

“I don’t know all of what happened to Wind, but I can tell you what happened after I fell through the portal,” Twilight said. There was a flicker of something uneasy on his face, but he quickly smoothed it over, and Wind blinked.

He’s still nervous about Wolfie I bet... Is he going to explain about that, or make something up? he wondered, watching Twilight set down his empty dish. I wouldn’t blame him if he did. But then again, if I’m right about Four, then Hyrule and Warriors are the only ones who don’t know he’s Wolfie. It would be weird not to explain...

Twilight began to speak about the battle, and Wind settled a bit more comfortably on his lap, unable to stop himself from yawning.

He’d been planning to try walking around some more, and practice getting his paws to work right, but he was full of soup, and warm, and feeling awfully tired again, and decided just sitting and listening wouldn’t be so bad.

Besides, Sky might show up any minute, and then I won’t need to practice.

Twilight’s soft voice made little vibrations go through Wind’s paws as he spoke, his voice rumbling a little in his chest. The sound was oddly soothing, and Wind felt his eyes start to droop.

He valiantly tried to stay awake, but the exhaustion and tiredness in his bones he’d been trying to ignore suddenly reminded him of their existence full-force. Another yawn escaped him, his teeth glinting as he stretched his jaws, and Wind tucked his paws under himself, nestling his tail around him.

Someone’s hand patted his fur, and Wind sighed, tucking his face under his tail.

They would figure this all out, he was sure. Sky would show up with the Master Sword, or they’d go find him, and Wind would be back to normal in no time at all.

...He hoped.

He really, really hoped.

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12!! what’s the weirdest thing that has ever inspired you to make or pick up a muse?

15 questions about mun’s taste in muses. || accepting

{ OOC } To be honest, usually my OCs are inspired by pretty weird things. I guess the weirdest thing would have to be when I was creating Evil Morty's original Rick. The thing that inspired him was the saying "The lights are on, but nobody's home" which completely describes his character. He's the kind of guy that you talk with and the more you're in his presence, the more you realize that he has no idea of what he's saying or doing. He's incoherent, clueless, and kind of psychotic/insane in every sense of the way.

Which makes sense considering he grew up in a world that was way out of touch from reality, he basically lives in his own world. Plus, the things that he's done to Evil Morty are direct results of his mind being so fractured and broken. It's definitely not an excuse, but it's why he chose to treat Evil Morty that way and did the things that he did to him (i won't go into detail bc of triggering stuff, but if you're curious, feel free to ask about it!!)