Zelda jogged for a few minutes with hardly a trace of her horse, but the occasional distant whinny assured she was heading in the right direction. The trees bordering the dirt path farther down the road stretched high above the ground, casting dense shadows beneath the canopy. Up ahead, with her reigns caught in low hanging branch, Storm stood still. She looked like she had been fighting against the tree for a short time, but something else seemed to attract her attention.