[center][h1][color=gold]Zelah[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=gold]Deity[/color]: Hylia

[color=gold]Time/Date[/color]: Day 1, Morning

[color=gold]Location[/color]: Next to the Inn, near the developing situation next to Bugut's wagon

[color=gold]Tagging[/color]: [@Holy Soldier][@ilovepapa][@Rabidporcupine]
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As the two children approached the wagon she was next to, Zelah felt a sort of small smile come to her face as she watched attempt to be "subtle". The blushing on one of their faces, the hushed whispers her keen ears (so used to listening to the desert sounds at night and picking up on the little things) could just barely make out a bit of, the strange looks, it all reminded her of her brother when the two of them had been younger. Gerudus just running around, the two being rather silly and admittedly getting on the nerves of the head guard in the process. 

It was hard for the golden haired girl to stifle back any giggling  entirely on her part as the boys approached the wagon and her, one trying to put on the "tough guy" act and sound like he could do something to her if she told on them whilst he kept a watch. She could hear the other clambering into the wagon as well, almost able to imagine the struggle of such a small body trying to get under the tarp. 

[color=gold]"I won't say a thing, but if you two make too much noise then someone might come over here,"[/color] Zelah said to Darton, playfully getting in on the situation and putting a finger to her lips afterwards to show her 'vow of silence' about this as she gave a wink. 

Admittedly seeing young boys was an odd thing, though between seeing other children about Gerudo Town, and her experiences with her brother, she felt comfortable enough chatting with the boys in this situation. Though admittedly these kids were a fresh ray of sunshine on her day after a long night of travel. Just a bit of positivity, she assumed. Yet after both twins snuck into the wagon, she felt herself listening a bit more...and her interest rising at the sound of a third voice piping up. Who else was already in the cart anywho? Was this merchant traveling with a child of their own or such? Not a very safe practice, at least based on what she'd seen so far traveling to this place. 

Curiosity getting the better of her, Zelah stood up once more and turned towards the wagon, golden bow jostling on her back as it glimmered in the sun much like her hair had been. It was a curious sight, much like her Gerudo-style attire, as the initial seeming lack of a quiver on her person made it seem like she had no ammunition in the first place for it. Had she used it up recently perhaps?

It was then instincts kicked in, the girl feeling a presence also near the cart now and hearing their...'his' sudden shouting about food before the sound of a growling stomach came to ears. A hungry amateur thief perhaps? Underneath her cloak Zelah kept a hand near her sword's hilt as she quickly but calmly walked around to the other side of the cart. Apparently, the new figure seemed to be slumped onto one of the cart wheels, now talking to what she assumed was the new voice coming from the cart...wait, were they a Zora?! 

[color=gold]"Hey, thief, you need to be quieter with matters like this. That being said, i will ask you once to please leave this cart and its occupants alone, or i will act. I can give you what was going to be my breakfast, though, if that is any compensation,"[/color] Zelah said to Cid, looking the boy down with a steeled but compassionate gaze. Didn't seem she was lying about "tasking action" or the giving of her breakfast, at least.