In the evenings we would stop the wagon to eat dinner and pitch camp. We were on the doorstep of the mountain we needed to be and it was getting colder by the day. Strangely enough The horses weren't effected as I thought they would be, they had huge fur coats though so I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised. I t was hard and long getting up the mountain, we had to stop a few times because his sister, Leona, was tired or sick. I cared for her all the way and she commented that I was her Guardian angel. I blushed and kept moving, I figured I was ugly compared to her, I had Short brown hair that was at my forhead, I was pale like a vampire, I was wierd in society. I voiced my worries to her brother Gyuart who said that she used to be like me so I had nothing to worry about. We had arrived the goron shrine when I saw the stone of Mercy.