Wild Berry Meadow A mountain of a man!

Hydra followed him. Of course she did–she wanted to see where his loyalties lay. And so she tracked him, keeping a measured distance... far enough to not be noted, close enough to never lose track. 

When she came upon him, the scent of Alya was there. Her pace quickened, but she noted the intent in Ganondorf’s stride. She was swift in her attempt at interception, attempting to present a blockade to his path while they themselves remained out of view and earshot. What will you do? she inquired, eager to see who his loyalty lay with here and now.