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[color=red][h1]Fragments of Hope[/h1][/color][/center]
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It was a chilly morning in Gerudo Valley. Most people tended to assume that a desert was scorching hot at all times. Well, most of those people were ones who have never actually been to one. Deserts were very much cold at night, and the Gerudo Valley was no exception. The previous cold night was close to its end, however, as the faint light of the dawning sun could be seen peeking over the horizon, about to rise in full and signal the morning of a new day. Just past the entrance of the Valley, a traveled path made its way through the Gerudo Fortress, and then out onto the desert itself. Three wagons rolled along this path, each one pulled by a pair of horses. It was a supply team, nothing out of the ordinary. They had just entered Gerudo Valley by way of the path that led to the northwestern exit of Hyrule Field. The normal road was too dangerous to travel on these days, and so the route this team took was a slightly different path, one that was built along the cliff overlooking the river that flowed from Lake Hylia and accessed by a secret tunnel that, so far, remained undiscovered by Ganondorf.

The supply convey, if it was large enough to even be called one, was bringing some much needed lumber to Oasis. The great thing about setting up base out in the desert was some natural protection and remaining hidden due to the remote location, but it came the cost of being in a locale that offered little in the way of trees for wood and lumber. And so wood ended up being the most commonly imported commodity for Oasis, with it in return offering resistance fighters to help defend other areas or the occasional team of Sheikah agents to perform special operations. This convey, true to its size, had only a minimal escort of about a dozen or so guards, anyone else with the wagons were simple employees, working with the owner of the wagons and lumber being delivered, a Business Scrub who was riding one of the wagons while going over some papers, likely contracts of some kind or a shipment manifesto. They were about to reach the entrance of Gerudo Fortress and it was quiet... too quiet. The Hylian guards, many of whom were hired mercenaries, looked up in startled amazement when they heard the cry of a horn and then hastily ready themselves for a fight. Within moments nearly two dozen Moblins, led by a Lizalfos commander, were charging into Gerudo Valley aiming for the covney's flank.

Meanwhile, on one of the walls of the Gerudo Fortress, a Gerudo woman spotted the incoming battle in the distance and made a dash for one of the wall's signal torches, hurriedly lighting it. This started a chain reaction of other signal torches being lit around the Gerudo Fortress, alerting everyone inside to the emergency. The troops manning the Gerudo fortress were a well-trained group, but unfortunately many of them were away on other assignments, so they couldn't help the convey without first receiving reinforcements. Thankfully, a lone Sheikah agent was assigned to the Gerudo Fortress to give them a means of swift communication, and the agent went to it like clockwork. The Sheikah looked to the sky and gave a peculiar whistle, one that sounded impeccably like the cry of a hawk. From the sky, a hawk fluttered down and perched itself on the Sheikah's arm, the agent then tying a tiny scroll to its leg and then releasing it to sky once more. Oasis may have been out in the desert, but a well-trained hawk could make the flight in minutes.

In Oasis, people were just beginning to start their morning routines. It didn't seem like anything exciting or out of the ordinary would happen today. That all changed when the outpost's resident Sheikah agent heard the cry of a messenger hawk, and he raced to retrieve it. After a glance at the scroll, the agent silently put the hawk in a coop so as to keep it handy for an eventual response. He made his way to Resistance HQ, where one of the leaders was beginning his morning rounds. At the sight of the agent, the man sighed with exasperation, as if he somehow already knew this would be bad news. Sure enough, he took the scroll and read it, then gave a particular, "Round up a contingent and get them to Gerudo Fortress. It's bad enough a supply team is under attack, the last thing we need is for them to suddenly have the guts to attack the Fortress along with it."