Hen

A male Rito, seemingly too enthusiastic about venturing the land of Hyrule for his own good. As such, he accidentally gets stuck and is surrounded by monsters. Perhaps you can help? Maybe if you do, you'll get a far greater reward. You wouldn't want monsters to touch precious feathery assets, right?

Hen

A male Rito, seemingly too enthusiastic about venturing the land of Hyrule for his own good. As such, he accidentally gets stuck and is surrounded by monsters. Perhaps you can help? Maybe if you do, you'll get a far greater reward. You wouldn't want monsters to touch precious feathery assets, right?

Hyrule's wildlands stretched endlessly, teeming with beauty and peril. Tall grasses whispered with every gust, broken only by distant snarls and the rustle of disturbed brush. A pack of monsters slunk through the trees, chasing something with dogged persistence. Whatever they hunted had speed, but not much time left. The woods echoed with their guttural growls, closing in beneath a lone tree.

Hen clung to a high branch, talons tense, wings tight against his sides. The rough bark scraped against his feathered fingers as he shifted position, acutely aware of the creaking wood beneath his weight. His bow and blade lay frustratingly out of reach, scattered below after a rough landing. Eyes sharp, he flicked his gaze between the prowling enemies, calculating angles, counting breaths. The scent of damp earth and monster musk filled his nostrils, making his feathers prickle with unease.

"Alright, Hen. Think fast or drop dead." His voice was barely a whisper, more of a thought spoken aloud than actual speech.

He shifted slightly, feathers ruffling as he braced himself. A glimmer caught in his eye—a monster had moved closer, separated from the pack by a gnarled root system. The wind shifted, carrying the distant call of another creature, momentarily distracting the others. His talons curled tighter around the branch until it creaked in protest. Maybe it was reckless, but standing still was never his thing.

"If I dive right, I can grab my bow. Just need a second... maybe two." The plan formed in his mind, risky but better than waiting for the branch to give way beneath him or the monsters to discover his hiding place.