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The Lost Woods (TF)
The melody of the Lost Woods rang in Link's ears – Saria's song. The seven year wait in the Sacred Realm had, to him, seemed like the blink of an eye, but as he walked over the rope bridge leading into his old home, Kokiri Forest, he noticed the marks of time all around. The rope was wearing thin, and the enormous hollow tree roots that separated the Forest from the great Hyrule Field were turning grey with decay. The mushrooms and shrubs that littered the forest floor beneath the bridge were all gone, and the leaves in the high trees were brown and falling.
Link took a moment to pause and take in his surroundings, leaning against one of the ropes holding the bridge up. Barely a week prior, at least a week by his time, he had ran across this bridge and played amongst the bushes as a child. It was so close, and yet so far away now.
He jumped as he heard a loud snap behind him. Link clutched the rope he was leaning on tightly, and looked over his shoulder. The rot had simply snappe
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The Rito Postman (Goo TF)
    Dragon Roost Island loomed on the horizon as The King of Red Lions sailed along the Great Sea. The waves broke against the proud ship's bow, and sea foam sprayed high, over the tall sail and the small young man beneath. Link's mind was focused on his younger sister, the innocent little Aryll, and his quest to save her. The King had assured him that in order to defeat the evil man that had captured her, Link would have to obtain three sacred orbs, and one of them was held here amongst the Rito people.
    Link lowered the ship's sail as it drew near to the island, and the King looked up at the dark cloud atop the isle's peak with a grim expression.
    “Link, you see that cloud? It appears Ganondorf's evil presence has taken Valoo, the god of the Rito. Be wary – I fear this presence may be affecting the people here too.”
    Link nodded, and docked the King at a beach on the island. He climbed out, splashi
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The melody of the Lost Woods rang in Link's ears – Saria's song. The seven year wait in the Sacred Realm had, to him, seemed like the blink of an eye, but as he walked over the rope bridge leading into his old home, Kokiri Forest, he noticed the marks of time all around. The rope was wearing thin, and the enormous hollow tree roots that separated the Forest from the great Hyrule Field were turning grey with decay. The mushrooms and shrubs that littered the forest floor beneath the bridge were all gone, and the leaves in the high trees were brown and falling.
Link took a moment to pause and take in his surroundings, leaning against one of the ropes holding the bridge up. Barely a week prior, at least a week by his time, he had ran across this bridge and played amongst the bushes as a child. It was so close, and yet so far away now.
He jumped as he heard a loud snap behind him. Link clutched the rope he was leaning on tightly, and looked over his shoulder. The rot had simply snapped one of the bridge's wooden planks. With a sigh of relief, he stood himself up straight, dusting off his hands, then turned towards the large hollow tree root ahead of him. He wondered what the village must look like now, and if his friends – the children – were okay. He stepped forward and felt the wooden plank beneath him split under his weight. Link yelped as he fell through the large gap in the bridge and landed heavily on his back.
Link slowly made his way to his feet, brushing himself off, then looked up at the bridge. For a brief second, he thought he saw a shadow darting out of eyesight. Link frowned, then looked down and around the area. It was a small natural valley, probably formed by a cave-in of some kind, and the walls were far too steep to climb. Beneath him was simply grass and weeds. He recalled coming to this place as a child, and looked behind him. There was a ladder leading out of the valley. He grinned, and ran over.
After a short climb, Link found himself staring at another one of the hollow tree roots. That was a bad sign, he knew, because the only tunnels like this that didn't lead in and out of Kokiri Forest were the ones in the Lost Woods. Link grimaced. The Lost Woods were definitely not where he wanted to be headed, especially as an adult – only the Kokiri children were meant to be able to find their way around the Woods, and scary tales had been told of the adults that got lost forever.
Link pressed onwards, into the Lost Woods, and was immediately greeted with a clearing, in which lied a dangerously skinny young man against a tree stump. He stepped towards the man nervously, hand on the Master Sword. A shiver ran up his spine, like a shadow, and Link briefly noticed a dark figure in the corner of his eye. He ignored it, eyes focused on the man, but he relaxed when he saw the man was not breathing. He had clearly gotten lost in the woods, and starved to death.
Link remembered the old Kokiri stories of men getting lost in the forest. The Kokiri were forever children, always remaining the same innocent young age, and death was a foreign mystery to them... at least it had been before the Deku Tree died. The Kokiri children used to believe that a man that gets lost in the forest will become a Stalfos. Clearly, the children couldn't tell the difference between a human skeleton and a Stalfos. Besides, there was no logical way that a man could become a monster like that. He suddenly recalled his brief journey through the Royal Family's Tomb in Kakariko Graveyard, and the disturbing, monstrous creatures within... and then the ones in the destroyed Castle Town. Link shuddered. It surely wasn't possible that they used to be people... right?
Link decided to move on, and started trying to make his way through the labyrinthian woods as best he could remember. Forward, Left, Right, Left, Forward, er... Right?
Each room looked exactly the same. Link had navigated these woods barely a week ago, he felt that he should remember it better than this. Then, a click – it wasn't right, it was left! Link turned around and ran through the root tunnel, then ended up in another clearing. He searched his mind once again, knowing he was so close to finding the Sacred Forest Meadow now, and remembered the final turn – right. He sprinted through the root tunnel, expecting to open up into the deep valley of the Sacred Meadow, but... found himself in another square clearing. That wasn't right.
Link turned around and walked through the tunnel again, and came out in the previous clearing. He tried walking straight ahead, and found himself in another square clearing, so he came back and turned left, leading to another clearing. Each clearing filled Link with greater and greater panic. He was lost.
Hours passed and Link was starting to get tired. He'd found nothing but more square clearings, and the only thing of note were the shadows that dashed around in the corners of his eyes. Every time he tried to follow them, they escaped his sight, or led him deeper into the maze. He was beginning to lose hope, even, and he found himself collapsing in despair more than once. He decided, desperately, to leave a trail in the roots he'd passed through. By dragging his sword through the dirt and scratching it on the base of the roots, he'd remember which route he'd taken should he come upon them again.
A few hours later still, and it was starting to get dark. Link could hear the nocturnal creatures of the forest, the monsters, start to awaken. Howls from Wolfos and screeches from Keese rang in his ears as he tried to up his pace despite his exhaustion. Link looked over his shoulder, checking that the sword marks were still being made, and paused briefly as he noticed the root he'd just passed through.
He quickly turned and ran through the root, following the trail he'd made with his eyes, until he reached the previous clearing – where the trail was completely gone. Briefly, a cloud rolled past the low sun and covered the clearing entirely in darkness, and Link felt the last vestiges of his hope disappear into the shadows. Some magic was fixing the trail as Link went, meaning he could have been walking in circles for nearly half a day. Link fell to his knees, plunging the Master Sword into the dirt. He was going to end up just like that man he'd seen earlier – a skeleton, mistaken for a Stalfos for whatever unfortunate Kokiri stumbled upon him... if any Kokiri were left.
The sun set, and the moon rose to shine light down on the forest. Link looked up at it, and felt a little hope return. He struggled to his feet and took a few deep breaths, then walked towards one of the roots, not caring which now. The Master Sword rested in the dirt behind him.
The roots were darker now that the sun was gone, and Link found himself walking through darkness longer than he normally would. Even looking behind him, the clearing was out of sight – everything was dark. Then, suddenly, he spotted another clearing. This one, finally, wasn't square like the others – it was rounded, and had a tall tree near the back edge. It was a dead end, but it was a breath of fresh air for Link. He glanced behind him once more, but decided to go and sit by the tree.
The tall grass around the tree was also a new sight for Link since he'd entered the woods. It had been all flat, short grass, and resting against the wood, Link felt relaxed. The forest felt calm, now. It might be a good idea to sleep here, he decided, and closed his eyes.
A growl woke Link up. He'd slept well for at least a couple of hours. Wearily, he opened his eyes, and noticed a Wolfos prowling back and forth, its eyes transfixed on him. Link jolted awake and reached for his sword, only to remember he'd left it behind by mistake. He'd run out of Deku Nuts as well as bombs too, leaving him completely weaponless. At the very least, he had his Hylian Shield.
Link jumped up and pulled his shield off of his back. The Wolfos continued to pace back and forth, its long tongue hanging out of the front of its mouth, wet with drool. It's empty green eyes still trained on Link, the monster snarled at him. Link flinched, holding his shield further in front of him. His courage had drained as his spirit had when he was lost, and not much seemed to have returned despite the strangely comforting feeling he'd had here.
Then Link heard something behind him – a sudden rushing through the tall grass. Link tried to spin around in time, but he was too late, and he was knocked over by a second Wolfos. Link could hear the first one running over as the one standing on his back howled triumphantly. The first Wolfos joined in the howling, and Link wearily closed his eyes. This was how he went.
A drop of slobber fell onto Link's neck. He groaned in disgust. The Wolfos both growled and one pressed its face down into Link's. Link strained to look up, and stared into its green eyes. The Wolfos' tongue dropped out and it almost seemed to smile. Then, strangely, the second Wolfos climbed off of Link's back. Link looked behind him, at the second Wolfos, who was sitting directly behind him with that same strange smile on its face. Slowly, Link pushed himself up onto his knees, keeping his eyes on both creatures. The slobber slid down under his tunic and ran down his back, making Link arch his back suddenly. Both Wolfos growled loudly and Link held up his arms defensively. They didn't attack. It almost seemed like the beasts understood him.
Then a sharp pain hit his spine and Link cried out, dropping onto his hands and knees. The Wolfos both howled loudly.
The drool on Link's back seemed to be spreading, running around his stomach and chest, and creating a tingling sensation as it went. His back arched as the feeling started to become somewhat pleasurable, the warm, wet saliva spreading over Link's shoulderblades. A sudden, loud crack came from behind Link, and he strained to turn around and see, but his back was so heavily arched down now... And fur was starting to spring out of tears in his tunic.
Link's eyes widened. The tunic was ripping as his back swelled with growing muscle, and dark grey hair covered his skin. The fur was sleek, and shining in the moonlight, and Link felt the strange slobber dissipate as it reached his neck once more. Gasping for breath and shaking in shock, Link slowly turned his head to look at the Wolfos in front of him again. This time, its smile was even wider, but its eyes... They seemed deeper, somehow. Link stared. The green hue was quite nice... it reminded him of his youth, and the forest, and of Saria's hair. His thoughts melted away into the pleasant colour, and soon his mind was nearly blank.
The Wolfos behind Link howled again. Faintly, in the distance, Link heard it. It was a cry of success, and it sounded so appealing to his ears. Suddenly, the sound of grass parting, and then panting, right by Link's ear. The second Wolfos was standing right over Link, and Link recognised the noises. They were so extremely familiar to him. The first Wolfos' eyes glistened in the light and Link was temporarily distracted from them. The melody of the Lost Woods came to him again, but it was fleeting, and faded away quickly. He couldn't even remember what that song meant.
The Wolfos standing over Link growled loudly into his ear. Link shook. He knew that the Wolfos would be stronger than him. He had no choice but to stay still and do nothing. The eyes seemed to get deeper and Link stared harder. The Wolfos over Link barked at Link, and Link recoiled slightly, shrinking down and closing his eyes. Even with his eyes shut, all he could see was deep green, all around. He could hear the first Wolfos starting to circle around him, and Link shrunk down even more. The Wolfos were asserting their power over him, and he knew his place.
The second Wolfos moved off of Link and walked to his feet. Link had taken off his boots to sleep but left his socks on, yet the long drop of sticky slobber that fell off of the Wolfos' limp tongue sank through the fabric and wrapped around his right foot quickly. The sudden growth of fur ripped away the sock, while his second and fourth toes shrank away, coaxed by the pressure of the slick, gooey saliva. His nails hardened and grew while the drool moulded larger toes and soft pawpads. The drool wrapped tightly around his ankle and shin, pulling the ankle up and leaving his firm toes resting on the forest floor beneath. The second Wolfos howled as the transformation passed up Link's leg, coating it with the same thick, strong fur and gripping tight around his muscles to toughen them.
The first Wolfos walked up to Link's left foot, and ran his long tongue against Link's sole. Link whined slightly in pleasure, and the saliva began to change it to match his right foot. The Wolfos continued to spread his warm, sticky drool over Link's foot and leg with long, slow licks, speeding up the transformation, while the second Wolfos moved around to Link's front and snarled in his face. Link looked down and tried his hardest not to whine louder as the drool covered his legs and the same grey fur grew on them.
With his legs and upper back fully changed now, the Wolfos drooled onto Link's bare hands, and he watched the clear liquid turn grey and shiny as it covered his fingers and pressed his little fingers into the hand. The remaining four started to shrink, the nails started to grow, and four enormous claws on each hand stuck out from the sprouting fur. The liquid tingled more and glistened in the moonlight, spreading up his forearm and spurring huge muscle growth. Yet he enjoyed feeling weaker than these larger, stronger Wolfos. They were the Alphas, and he could do nothing.
The saliva, and consequently, the fur, spread up to Link's shoulders and covered them completely, finishing his upper body changes, apart from his head. The Alphas were circling him now. He was totally naked, having ripped out of his tunic, and the hat and shield he barely recognised lay beside him on the floor. One of the Alphas walked up to him, snarling. Link bowed his head again, whining in submission to the Alpha, and it licked the top of his head. At the same time, Link felt a long, wet tongue run up his buttocks. Immediately, the saliva spread, warming his naked, fur-less skin before the grey hairs started to sprout. The golden hair on his head was flattened by the wet drool, and he felt a force pulling his neck back. With a small, pleasurable click, Link's head finally fit his quadrupedal body.
On his back, the fur covered his ass and started to pull out a fleshy tailbone. Link almost howled in bliss as he could finally move his tail around, wagging it like an excited puppy as muscles grew and the fur sprouted, thickening it into a strong, fluffy tail. A quick bark from behind Link reminded him to immediately tuck his tail between his legs. Meanwhile, the drool spread over Link's ears, moving them up to rest atop his new, furrier head, and covering them in fur themselves. The saliva spread over Link's open eyes, and with a blink, his vision sharpened, his eyes now as green as those of the Alpha he so admired.
The drool covered the rest of Link's face, coating it in fur, before clamping on hard and stretching his nose and mouth outwards. The sensation was intense as his nose flattened and moistened, and his mouth widened. Sharp, dangerous teeth formed as the gooey drool molded his canines into large dagger-like fangs, and his new, heavy tongue dropped out of his mouth, dripping with the same drool. On his waist, the saliva encased his crotch, and finally the transformation was complete. Link's howl pierced the Lost Woods' depths and even rang in the houses of the Kokiri Village, including an empty single treehouse up a ladder. Both other Wolfos joined their new brother in his triumphant howl.
A long way away, a Sheikah standing atop a tree heard the howls of three Wolfos. Before, she had only heard two, which meant that they must have found a new comrade. She sat down and closed her eyes to meditate, while praying for Link's safety. A soft, unexpected rustling of leaves made her open her eyes suddenly. Out of the corner of her eye, a shadow darted out of sight. The Sheikah suddenly felt fear grasp her. Ganondorf's power had corrupted the forest greater than both she and Impa had expected.
She shook her head. Link had the Master Sword, and the Triforce of Courage. There was no way that he would fail.
Then she heard a growl at the base of the tree.

TO BE CONTINUED...
The Lost Woods (TF)
Link finds himself lost in the woods, and is ambushed by two Wolfos...

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    Dragon Roost Island loomed on the horizon as The King of Red Lions sailed along the Great Sea. The waves broke against the proud ship's bow, and sea foam sprayed high, over the tall sail and the small young man beneath. Link's mind was focused on his younger sister, the innocent little Aryll, and his quest to save her. The King had assured him that in order to defeat the evil man that had captured her, Link would have to obtain three sacred orbs, and one of them was held here amongst the Rito people.
    Link lowered the ship's sail as it drew near to the island, and the King looked up at the dark cloud atop the isle's peak with a grim expression.
    “Link, you see that cloud? It appears Ganondorf's evil presence has taken Valoo, the god of the Rito. Be wary – I fear this presence may be affecting the people here too.”
    Link nodded, and docked the King at a beach on the island. He climbed out, splashing into the shallow waters.
    “Link, wait,” called the King of Red Lions.
    Link turned and looked at the boat. It was holding a strange white object in its mouth.
    “Take this, Link.”
    A wave of doubt suddenly crossed Link's mind, and he hesitated. The King rested patiently as the surf washed past it, but it seemed confused. “What are you waiting for, Link?”
    Another sudden, powerful wave of doubt hit Link again. It felt like a shadow creeping up his back; a terrifying chill that made Link recoil from the boat. The King quickly became frightened – Ganondorf's influence here must have been greater than he had thought, and it was affecting the young boy's mind. As Link turned and ran away from the King, the boat realised that bringing him here had probably doomed the world to the Evil King's reign.
    Link thought very little as he sprinted up a rocky hill and across a wooden bridge, only knowing that he could no longer trust the King of Red Lions. He barely took notice of his surroundings until he suddenly ran head-first into a person, and letters flew everywhere. Link fell on his back, and after rubbing himself down found himself looking up into the very angry face of a Rito.
    “Watch where you're going, young man!” the Rito squawked at him. “You can help pick these up while you're down there on the ground!”
    All thoughts Link had about the King of Red Lions evaporated. In embarrassment, Link apologised, then propped himself to his knees and started collecting up the letters. He found himself peeking at the addresses sometimes, curious as to where they were headed and who they might be for. Link's mind wandered, but he was brought back to reality with a sharp screech.
    “You're not even helping! Your manners are disgusting!” the Rito man cried. Link jumped and started picking up the papers as fast as he possibly could while the Rito stood over him, arms folded. Link picked up the last letter and held them all up for the Rito, whose eyes narrowed at the boy.
    “You know how much a delayed letter costs, hm?”
    Link didn't think that a couple of minutes would be that much of a delay, but he shook his head nonetheless. The Rito snorted contemptuously.
    “It costs a LOT, I assure you. How do you expect to pay for that lost time?”
    Link smiled and reached into his wallet, only to pull out a single green Rupee. He'd spent nearly all his savings on a sail on Windfall Island. The Rito seemed very unimpressed. Link reached in once again and grabbed the last Rupee in there – a Red Rupee, then held it up too. The Rito raised an eyebrow and took both Rupees, then inspected them carefully, while keeping a cautious eye on Link.
“Hrm... I don't think this will be enough. Come! You'll work back your debt.”
    Link's jaw dropped. Working back the debt? But that would delay his quest...
    Hold on a second... What was the quest again?
    Link struggled to think of what he was meant to be doing as the Rito pulled him up towards a cave entrance. His mind was muddy, and things were getting mixed up. He even thought that his ears were tingling, and they felt a little wet, oddly. He ignored it as he was led into the large main hall and up the circular ramp around the outside of the room. In the center was stood a Rito he recognised – Quill, the man who delivered mail to Link's home island of... somewhere – and a tall important-looking figure wearing a large red robe. Both of them were talking with serious expressions. Oddly, as Link ascended the circular ramp, it seemed that his hearing became sharper, and he could make out what the two Rito below were saying.
    “...scales of Lord Valoo.”
    “What about them?”
    “They appear less dense, and more... fluid than before.”
    “Strange, but I see no reason to fear-”
    Link jumped again as the Rito leading him in shouted in his ear. “Boy! This is your new life, so get used to it!”
    Link snapped around and looked at where the Rito was pointing. A tall mail desk, behind which sat a bored-looking Rito, and with a pile of letters beside him. The angry Rito pushed Link behind the desk and folded his arms. “Ilari! New intern. He'll be here for a while, get him trained up. And STOP SLACKING!”
    The bored-looking Rito shrugged and looked Link up and down. “Gotcha, boss,” he groaned, and the angry Rito turned away, then started off outside again. Link watched him go, then turned and looked at the bored-looking Rito.
    “Hey, kid. Name's Ilari. Yours?”
    Link stood silently. He couldn't remember his name too well.
    “Not much of a talker, huh? That's alright. Don't mind Koboli, he's cranky all the time – just gotta live with it. Anyway, he tell you what you're meant to do?”
    Link shook his head. Ilari sighed.
    “Got ya. Well, a good place to start is with one of these.”
    Ilari reached below the desk and pulled up a Delivery Bag, then held it out to Link. Link grabbed it and spun around, then threw his hand in the air with a grin. The Delivery Bag flew up into the air then came down with a smack onto Link's face. Odd, he thought. It didn't usually fall down like that.
    Ilari watched Link with a confused expression, and the boy opened the Delivery Bag and pulled out something from inside. It was red and slimy. Ilari noticed and leant over to grab it, then saw the gooey substance dripping off it.
    “That's one of Lord Valoo's scales, I forgot I put that in there. Not really sure if I want it any more, though...” he mumbled, then sat back in his chair. Link turned the scale over in his fingers and looked at it closely as the oily red liquid dripped off his fingers and onto his feet. It was an oddly mesmerising substance that twinkled in the light and completely coated his small hands.
    “You might wanna go wash that stuff off before you start sorting these letters, kid. Koboli won't like marks on the letters,” Ilari advised. Link nodded at him and put the scale back into the Delivery Bag, left it on the side, then went outside to rinse off his hands in the sea. He thought he slightly recognised a red wooden boat further down the beach, but thought nothing of it. As he walked back into the homely cave, he noticed his hands were a shade darker than his arms. Again, he thought nothing of it.
    Getting to grips with the mail sorting was very easy. Link had a natural talent for throwing, it seemed, and that helped cut sorting times immensely. Ilari had remarked that he certainly had the fingers of a Rito to sort through letters as quickly as he could, and once the day was done, Ilari led Link down to the communal sleeping quarters, below the main cave.
    The room was large and well-lit, filled with elegantly-designed wooden beds with plump and comfortable mattresses. Link took an empty bed next to Ilari's, and curled up warmly to sleep. As he lay with his eyes shut, he kept thinking of the scale of Lord Valoo, and the sticky liquid that came from it. He waited for most of the Ritos in the room with him to fall asleep, then slid out of bed and upstairs to the mail desk.
    The Delivery Bag was lying on the desk, as he had left it, and inside still was the scale. Link pulled it out and held it up, staring at it with starry eyes and a blank mind. All he could think about was the beauty of the scale, and the warmth of the liquid that dripped down his arm and over his tunic. The feeling was so intense and pleasurable that Link couldn't even remember what he was doing yesterday before he came to the employment of Koboli.
    A sudden urge came upon Link, as the goo rolled up to his shoulder and started sagging beneath his arm, and Link put the scale in his mouth. It didn't take long for him to pull it out again, as the goo tasted extremely sweet, but the sensation of the slime running down the insides of his throat and down to his stomach make him shiver with excitement. It did stick a little in his mouth and at the back of his throat, but he barely noticed. His arms were now coated in the red liquid, now turning paler, and his tunic was looking a little bleached.
    His attention was drawn down to his feet, where the drops of goop that had fallen from his arms had collected into a puddle. He hadn't put on his boots to come up here in the middle of the night – they would have made too much noise – and his bare feet were surrounded by the warm, wet substance. Link watched as more liquid dripped onto his feet, starting to coat them, and as that familiar shadow ran up his back he realised that it was a good, comfy feeling. He closed his eyes and imagined the perfection of the scale, how it must have been fate that he found it in the Delivery Bag he'd soon be using.
    His toes wiggled and stretched, the goo pressing them together and clamping hard around the feet to solidify as tough yellow scales, and the ends of his toes sharpening into firm, pointed talons. His heel pushed out and hardened into a spur, and the goo just kept travelling up his legs. It gripped his lower leg and swarmed up, faster than ever, covering his pants and turning them shiny, yellow and ringed. Link's eyes opened and he looked down at his legs with a loving, welcoming smile.
    He was meant to be this way.
    Ilari woke Link up with a couple of cautious prods on the arm. Link yawned and stretched out his arms and legs, and opened his eyes to see Ilari's concerned face. “Mornin', kid. Can't help but notice you got some... new tights or somethin'?” he pointed out, slightly worriedly.
    “They're my legs,” Link responded, with a grin. Ilari stepped back in shock.
    “You talk now?! Are you sure you're the same kid as yesterday?” he exclaimed.
    Link laughed.
    Work was, as usual, quick and easy. Ilari seemed to be observing him closely, Link noticed, and Link proudly showed off his new wings, draped under his arms where his tunic sleeves once were. “It's that scale from Lord Valoo,” Link insisted. “The Rito get their wings when they get a scale, so why shouldn't I?”
    Ilari shrugged. “It's not so much the wings I'm interested in. It's your feet – of all things, they don't change when a Rito gets a scale.”
Link was made to lie on the mail desk while Ilari inspected Link's feet up close. They weren't fake, that was for sure, and they were as solid as his own talons. Each toe was long, thick and strong, and the skin was tough but smooth, with each foot pointed off as sharp as any Rito's. Ilari seemed dissatisfied.
    “Maybe you could try some scale goop of your own, Ilari?” Link suggested. Ilari laughed and shook his head.
    Later, Koboli arrived with a heavy sack full of mail, and dumped it onto the mail desk. Ilari groaned.
    “Mind your manners, Ilari, and stop slacking! You too, boy, get to work!” he snapped, pointing at Link, before he turned and strutted away. Ilari appeared flabbergasted.
    “I can't believe he didn't notice your feet and wings. I mean, he must have noticed, right?” Ilari said. Link looked around at Ilari, and the Rito noticed he had red irises now. “Jeez, you're straight up becoming a Rito, kid.”
    “I'm already a Rito, Ilari! Always have been. And, er, is Kid my name? I forgot.”
    It was night again soon, and Kid crept upstairs once more to admire Lord Valoo's scale in privacy. He knew what he needed to do, and he was never more ready to accept the final changes. He held the scale to his chest and felt the warm, comforting liquid ooze out onto his tunic and slide down around his waist. The tunic changed hue once more, turning pale and clean, and the goo stuck to his body, leaving it slightly shiny and smooth. The slime crept up his neck, warmly clasping it and darkening his skin to a beautiful tan brown with a thousand tiny ticks of sensation.
    Finally, the liquid reached his chin and moved up across his face, into his open mouth and along his nose. He felt his nose pressing forward and the nostrils slowly, smoothly realigning themselves along the side of his bright yellow beak. The substance at last moved over his eyes and hair, covering his hat, before finally dripping off onto the floor and sinking away forever.

    Two weeks later, Kid could barely contain his excitement as Koboli finally asked him to perform his first delivery. The traders of Windfall Island relied on their mail being on time, he was told, and even a seconds' delay could cost the company. Kid understood entirely – on the Great Sea, letters were the fastest method of communication. Koboli then handed Kid a handful of flyers.
    “And these are just as important,” Koboli said sternly. “The Great Ganondorf needs to get his messages out to the people, so I'm placing my faith in you to spread his good word by putting these in all the most public places. Windfall, Outset, even Forest Haven – make sure everyone sees these and I'll consider your debt to me finally repaid.”
    Kid appeared confused. “What debt?”
    Koboli smiled and patted Kid on the shoulder. “That's the kind of attitude I like. Now go deliver some mail, kid.”

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AHHHHHH DUDE NO WAY ANOTHER BAT TO JOIN MY RANKS!
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