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Part 51 - Ask About Fenrir

"So, how'd you end up with a pet like Fenrir?" You tilted your head. Twi looked out the window.

"I was born in Ordon village, a small wooded town not too far from here. One day I was walking through some woods nearby, and I found him with his paw stuck in a bear trap."

"I see. Poor guy." You coo.

"Yeah it was a nasty sight. I was afraid he might attack me the second I let him go, but he did just the opposite. Once he was healed up, he wouldn't separate from my side." He explains.

"How sweet." You smile. "You're so good with animals. That's a good sign."

"I certainly do my best. When I was younger, I helped our neighbor herd his sheep on Epona. I suppose I grew up surrounded by animals, and that's why I connect with them easier than other people do."

"I grew up in Hateno. It's also not too far from here, and there was a farm up the hill from my house." You recollected. "But I was only ever at the farm when I walked by it." You added. "Hey, aren't we driving the same way as we did to go to the barn?"

"That we are. Quite observant of you. That barn is owned by my family, and my house isn't far from it. That's where my studio is."

"Your studio?" You question, intrigued. "What do you do exactly?"

"No need to get all hasty, (Y/N). You'll find out soon enough." He replied with a chuckle. "We're just about there."

The taxi took a sudden left turn off of the street onto a paved cobblestone driveway. You glanced out the window and were met with a fancy barred gate, a hawk crest engraved on the front. The taxi driver rolled down his window, and put in a 4 digit code. With a loud crank, the gate opened. The limo continued further up the pathway, until a grandiose manner revealed itself from the treeline. A cascading marble water fountain dribbled out front, perfectly trimmed bushes lined the many walkways, and colorful flowers filled the gardens. The building's size even rivaled the bachelorette mansion.

"You live here?" You gasped.

"Sure do." Twi said nonchalantly. Now his fancy suits, watches, and mannered appearance made more sense. The taxi parked outside of one of the garages. Twi got out of the car and opened your door. You both walked to the mansion's front entrance, where Twi inserted a key into one of the wooden door's locks. He pushed open the door, raising a cloud of dust. As you stepped into the entryway, you brushed your hand in front of you, trying not to sneeze. Your footsteps seemed to echo throughout the entire, dimly lit house. The windows all had their curtains drawn, the only light was provided by a burning wood fireplace to your right. Everything looked perfectly put together, untouched. You would never guess someone was actively living in the house, the only thing to suggest it was a dog bowl by the kitchen table. Little pellets of food were tossed around on the floor next to it.

Twi didn't bother to turn on a light switch, instead he gestured for you to follow him. He took you down a long hallway, past a door leading into a grandiose dining room with an oakwood table, a kitchen with a gold plated oven, and finally what seemed to be a painted family portrait. You hesitated in front of the painting, lifting your hand across the canvas to brush off the layer of dust that had built on it. A stern looking man with frozen blue eyes and a cold expression had his hands rested upon the back of a cushioned stool. Sitting upon the stool is who you assumed to be Twi's mother, a woman with short auburn hair and green eyes. And finally, two boys stood in front of her. You assumed that the older boy, who looked to be around 13, was Twi. He looked as if he was trying to replicate his fathers cold expression. The other boy was much younger, only a toddler. Unlike Twi, he couldn't seem to have contained the big smile he wore on his face. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.