Hoshor Plains if you get it on side you’ll be taking a ditch

@Rockhopper

They were getting close to summer, but the wet and cold of the spring had prevented the plains from flourishing to their true glory. He remembers what this land looked like in his youth — the sprawling golden plains with herds of bison and elk moving through with their calves. He remembered finding his brother here and playing with him...

They were quite a confused bunch, weren't they? Ganon always got the sense that Vaati was scared of him in a way. Ganon wanted the exact opposite, to be with him no matter what the circumstances. Let him exert himself on whatever harlot came his way — Vaati belonged to Ganon in the end.

But that's not what they got. He was back here with a stone hanging from rabbit skin in his jaws and Vaati was...somewhere. Hopefully not dead, but somewhere.

The warlock looked off in the distance. Another wolf...he guessed. The male was too skinny and lanky, with a tail that was only half-there. He strutted about like he owned the place, head held high and eyes closed. Ganon snorted.Watch yourself, he warned the rat-looking wolf. Lots of hidden holes and crevices here. Wouldn't want you to trip.