Blackfeather Woods ash and dust

He had not ventured into the caves ever since he found his brother's little secret sequestered away. With the distraction of the birth of his new siblings, and the constant eyes on his mother, he took the time to find her once more. He wondered what exactly Vaati wanted with her; he had warned that she would be found out, and that she would cause trouble with her presence. It had yet to come into fruition, but the telltale smell of a foreign man on their borders told him that something was brewing.

He slipped through the tunnels, feeling a bit safer now that Damien was showing himself, venturing to Wolfskull Cave. His eyes search for her, focusing on the black shadow facing the entrance of the den. He strides over to her, a lazy smile on his lips as he readies himself to question her, but he sees something else, something brown and small and utterly wolf-like. It startles him, his voice raising and echoing in the cave. What is that? He was honestly bewildered, staring down at the small bundle with confusion. A pup? You're too young to be pregnant... Ganon looks her up and down, knowing her to be about their age.