#drxmbeat

“What? I got something on my face?”

Ah, Lorule, the smell of the swamp in the morning. Lorin was actually attempting to do his job, surveying the world and debating on the best way to go about helping Ravio and Hilda fix it. Of course, he didn’t want to be here, but he really should do his job. Or at least test the extent of his powers. The destruction of the Triforce had given him a pretty bad blow and recovering had taken quite a while, even if he had healing as he slept. He stopped at a dead willow tree, looking up at it’s wilted leaves. Carefully, he placed his hand on the bark. From his touch, a glow radiated outwards, expanding until it engulfed the entire tree. Moments later, leaves bloomed and unfurled, hanging down and gently blowing in the wind. Not so bad. The world needed a bit more life in it, but to do this with every tree would be exhausting. Lorule needed time to heal on its own.

          “ hmph.  you know you’re getting too close to the eldin clans territory, don’t you?  even if we have a treaty with the kingdom right now, we’re not open to tourists. “    /    @drxmbeat

“You mortal women see something with a round face and instantly think it’s going to want cuddles. Maternal instincts are strange. I’m a grown god. I don’t need your cuddles.”

“No.”

lmao!!!