[color=lightblue]To the Temple of Time, your destiny awaits"[/color]

Those words rang in Slink's head, causing him to awake in quite a stir out of fear and surprise. It wasn't natural for him to hear voices in his head, nor was that common for everyone. The Lizalfos got to his feet and looked around the hovel that he called a home, a building abandoned by its people. Slink had not a clue why the people abandoned the building but it was not up to him, besides that was not his focus at the moment. In a haste, he grabbed his gear that he traveled to Hyrule with a departed from his home in a bit of a secretive path, a hole in the roof, as to not be noticed by any of the inhabitants.

He dug his claws into the wood and pulled himself out of the building before breaking into a run, now jumping from building to building to get to the temple that he had been called to. Slink had just felt compelled to do so; it was better than stealing food from the people.

The Lizalfos did stop at the sight of a parade, it was not often that he saw such a large gathering so he wanted to simply watch for a moment. For exactly one minute he watched, then he was off once more towards the Temple of Time that the voice had so graciously told him to go to. Slink was a very speedy one along the roof, not bothering to be careful and not alert people of his presence for he did not care if the people fled in panic or the guards came after him with their weapons brandished. He had a motive to go, a motive to see a temple, a motive to exit his hiding. It was not long before he reached the Temple, its doors closed to everybody. So why had it called him here, was he just going mad or had the call meant something? Slink reached out and touched the door, simply to feel it, that was before his sprinting and jumping caught up with him. Now he stood there, with shortness of breath and haunched over out of the way he had been running and jumping.