Blackfeather Woods All my friends are heathens

He was somewhat aware of the two boys that had eventually invaded their home. Vaati was more upset than he at the situation; he did not say it verbally, but the coldness he held in regard of them was enough. Ganondorf could care less for the two boys. They were simply more rivals, young barely men he was certain he could overtake. It was Vaati that he was worried about, and if Vaati was paying more attention to insignificant boys, then that was for all the best. He'd rather have that.

He ran his errands for mother, gathering the herbs and things she needed. And when they were over he wandered the woods, in search or some entertainment.

Said entertainment came in the form of one of the boys, smaller and younger than he. He snorted to the young man when he saw him, approaching with his torch of a tail curling behind him. Rytsas...​