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Link found himself walking through Faron Woods again, intent on making good on the promise he made to his partner. As he made his way to the cave, he couldn't help but feel horrible about the act he committed. Sure, it had been a pleasure-filled experience, but it was marred by the fact that he had been sadistic about it, even if his former foe had it coming.

"It's been two weeks," he muttered as he walked. "Now might be a good time to help him recover." The wolf heard the grass rustle roughly and tensed up, preparing for a fight. His ears twitched, and he swiftly turned around and lunged, pinning his would-be attacker to the ground. His aggression turned to confusion as he stared. "Huh? What are you?"

"Sheesh, you're fast!" The figure below him stared back through narrow red eyes. It looked a lot like a fox, but he had never encountered anything like it before. "I thought you would be easier to surprise."

"Who sent you? Why did you try to attack me?" he questioned as his assailant attempted to push him off. The wolf leaned in closer before springing off to examine his rising foe, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The fox-like character stood on two paws and wore red pants and a red vest. It had yellow well-kept fur over most of its body, with the under. Three black-tipped tails flowed behind it, complimenting its black-tipped ears. A dagger was held in a sheath attached to its pants. Link waited for the fox to attack, planning to use the Mortal Draw technique to end it swiftly.

"You caught me," it said, lowering its ears and raising its arms in surrender.

"What are you?" he asked again.

"A keaton, sir, a female one at that," she answered. She got on her knees as she looked at him. "I just thought you should know before you kill me." Link sighed and released his grip on his sword.

"Calm down. I won't kill you. As a sign of good faith, I'll discard my sword." He put his sword in his satchel and walked to the cowering keaton. He helped her to her feet and stepped back. "You're very beautiful, and it would be a shame if such beauty went to waste. Now, why did you attack me?"

"I... was desperate. You seemed rather unassuming from a distance," she explained, "and I heard rumors from the other wolfos that live around here. They claimed a weird-looking fake wolf was pretending to put on airs because he beat one of their own in single combat. Wolfos have a weak spot on their tails, an easy target for any competent fighter, so I believed them. You looked like you had food."

"Look where that got you. You shouldn't believe everything you hear. I do have food, but it's for someone else. Well, see you around." Link turned around and resumed his pace.

"Wait! I recognize that gear! You're the hero of Hyrule, aren't you?" The keaton ran in front of him.

"Yes, but my duty is over for the time being... though I'm not sure I deserve that moniker anymore."

"Why is that?"

"...Listen, I have an errand to run. If you'd like, you can come with me." She nodded, taking his hand into her own.

"A date with the hero? This day sure got better quick," she mused.

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Link and his new keaton companion walked into the cave. On the other side sat the wolfos from before, who was gnawing on a bone. He dropped it when he saw them.

"Oh, hello master. Who's your lady friend?"

"Please don't call me 'master'. I came to make up for my mistake," the wolf replied. He walked up to him and hugged him.

"Mistake? What did you do?" the keaton wondered, her tails swishing in curiosity.

"Let's just say I was underestimated," he answered, "if you know what I mean." Her ears immediately perked up as she realized what he meant. She blushed lightly as she looked away.

"Oh... I see."

"Why are you here?"

"I came to give you two things: a meal and a massage, even if my knowledge in that is lacking. I owe you that much." Both the wolfos and the keaton blushes intensified when he said that. When he pulled out the package, he tore into it instantly, quickly devouring the entire thing.

"T-thank you, master!"

"Are you ready for a show? I'm about to give a very thorough rub down," he said to the keaton. She looked away as he undressed in an attempt to keep her composure. He grinned.

"O-oh, really?"

"I'm no expert, but I'll do what I can. Lie on your front and we'll get started." Link got into position above him and lowered himself, resting on the wolfos's backside. He rubbed his back, making sure to press in and smooth out any unusual bumps he felt. He smiled as his partner moaned in pleasure.

"This is... surprisingly entertaining," the keaton muttered as she watched Link move on to the wolfos's tail. Rather than screams of pain, she was astonished to hear groans of pleasure. The wolf moved delicately, kneading his ass as though it were made of dough. He moved off of him to rub his feet vigorously and continued to smile when he relaxed, content.

"You are... amazing at this."

"Not bad for a first-timer, right? As long as you're happy..." Link ordered him to roll onto his back, then sat between his legs again. "Now for the front... Boy, you're really tense." He grabbed the wolfos's forepaws and smoothed them out, going slightly faster than he did with his hindpaws.

"I feel even better than... than before. I have to teach the others," he stated.

"But you didn't get this from me. Teach your future mate." He paused to look at his companion, who had been staring at them as if in a trance. "Enjoying the show, miss?"

"Um, yeah," she answered uneasily. "It's... something." Just as she regained her composure, she lost it again when the two males locked their muzzles together and rolled around. She reached into her pants and fingered herself as she witnessed the lip-wrestling canines. "Ohhh, man..." The keaton grabbed the hilt of her dagger and rubbed it against her clit slowly, teasing herself. Soon enough a few of her juices leaked out and fell to the floor, though the other canines were too busy "fighting" each other to notice.

"Ha!" Eventually the wolfos got the upper hand and plunged himself into Link, who countered by wedging two digits into his "foe"'s rump. They moaned into each others' mouths as they continued to roll around the cave, eventually stopping underneath the keaton. No one could hold it in any longer, and with a simultaneous howl everyone reached their climax, collapsing on each other in a heap.