[center][h1][color=darkgreen]Linkle[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][color=red]Merge Rate: 33%[/color][/h3][/center]

[center]Word Count: 296 [/center]

[center][color=darkgreen]Level 10[/color] - (26/100) + 1[/center] 

[center]Location: Frozen Highlands ~ Snowdin - Treat's Doll House[/center]

[@Dark Cloud][@Majoras End]
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Linkle quirked an eyebrow at the Stalfos. What on earth did he mean "why?" His response triggered just as much confusion in her as her summery execution of the man had inspired in him. She tilted her head, puzzling out what it was about this situation that would be unclear or hard to understand. Maybe he just hadn't been filled in on the circumstances on the way here. "You know the wolf girl?" She answered. "He was living in her walls and creeping on her and got so scared of her taking off that he was gonna' 'disassemble' her. Lucky I was here, so that couldn't have happened." She puffed out her chest, full of the same pride an exterminator feels when they bag a particularly large rat. 

Speaking of things that scurry around where they weren't wanted, she turned back to the pile of ash that had once been the man and zeroed in on the his spirit. As she crouched down and swept some of the ash away to scoop it up, Albedo asked about of she felt. Reaching over and feeling down her arm and the side of her chest, she flinched slightly as she pinched down at a few spots. "A little bruised maybe. I really couldn't dodge in the dark, and he could see a little better than me I think. Other than that and the sweat I worked up, I'm fine."

Upon learning that that Stalfos was named Papyrus, and the happy news that Treat had gotten out of the basement A-OK (though with the caveat that she had hurt herself in her haste to get Linkle's weapons, a statement that made the girl flinch worse than any bruise), the small group bid farewell to the basemen and ascended up the ladder back into the the sunlight.

Linkle waved down at the stricken wolf girl with both arms as she descended the stairs. "I told you I was good at this!" She said, picking out the pace and taking the stairs two or three at a time. 

"This isn't going to be any trouble." Linkle said eagerly as they began discussing getting the girl to a town so she could get her leg looked at, though thinking about it one obstacle did present itself. "Hey Papyrus, you're pretty tall." She said. Tall and strong went together pretty often. "Do you think you could carry a cool magic fireplace?"