Ingo's eyes widened as the door to the stables flung open, mouth agape as he was nearly flattened by a horse but thankfully his legs still worked as he jumped nearly a foot back as a stallion trampled by on it was...His fury would have to wait as he was addressed by the executioner. He gulped, he wasn't any good with the animals, not even a cuckoo would listen to him whereas his niece had a way with beasts he did not "Y-yes Master Grindan. Malon come we must clean up this mess." she did not argue she needed to focus on something other than the intimidating presence of the royal executioner. Gathering the horses was thankfully easy what with the Ranch being wide open, it was only a matter of getting them in a timely fashion, of course he would take all the credit for such a feat no thanks to his expertise and not his nieces animal handling skills.

Talon was brought to the ranch proper in time to see the last of the animals being corralled towards the stables and Grindan wrestle a bull ti the ground with his bare hands, he said not a word but when his dear daughter caught sight of him she rushed to his side "Papa!" the girl cried, before stopping to shrink away at the sight of the Stalphos. Ingo while relieved his brother was okay was unhappy his brother had shown up at an inopportune moment and said nothing to him.

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A shrill shriek pierced the air once more as blades met its exposed undercarriage. Rattling both it and the soldiery, dating its attackers so it could slip away the way it came. It was not like it's other brethren, it had survival instincts and it chose fleight over fight. It's pained cures carried as it disappeared up the path. Leaving Orin and his unit alone in the path, the sun rising above the horizon. It was time to return to Kakariko.

Tomorrow would be better to head an expedition or scouting mission. Night was the least optimal time to do such things.
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