Blackfeather Woods Piragua

Cicero's been gone all summer.

There was a relief to that, as well as a sadness. Her brother's broken, splintered mind, despite how twisted he might be, was...heart-wrenching. The brother she had grown up with had not been in his body for months now. It was a sour taste in her mouth. 

She flinched at his touch initially, still not used to the thought of a different person in her brother's body touching her. Sorry, She murmured, moving into his general vicinity to make up for the sudden jolt of her body. 

Ganondorf wanted to be a priest, but — something happened, She had caught him once, nearly pissing on the altar at the Temple. She was surprised that she had allowed him to stay in the Woods after his blatant disrespecting of their sacred sites. He does not believe in the Gods. Or he does, but he thinks they are worthless. She hissed the word, still disbelieving that one of her own children would end up like this.