Micheal sat comforable under a tree, shaded from the blazing sun.(OoC: This is funny, I'm writing this at night) He felt relief leak through him as he started to cool down. His blonde hair was now damp and clinging to his head. He dug through his back pack to pull out. . . A BOOK!? Whoah, that's surprising to be coming from the greatest prankster, and it isn't even a book about pranks! Wow. . .

"What's that you're reading there?" asked Ryk, busy digging in between his teeth using a claw as a toothpick. He had been sitting up there for a while now, tired from running around Hyrule Field like he always did. With his stamina, it didn;t take much out of him, but it was Worru's body, and it got exhausted after a little while. Ryk was ashamed. Worru's body couldn't even handle a simple nine hours of running on all fours!

His mind wandering away from that, he looked down at Micheal, waiting for a reply.

"Huh? Oh, well it's just some book that I found when at Kayla's house. She had finished reading it when I saw it. She sugested that I should read it. And so far, I like it very much, " Micheal answered. He placed his thumb in the book to mark his page and closed it. He held it up to show the guy the cover. It was Demon In My View

OoC: I just saw guardianof fire reading that. So, this is how I came up with the book that he is reading. I've heard it's good. I'll ask guardian when she's done if I could borrow it.

Ryk studied the book cover for a moment, before looking at Micheal, quizzically. He blinked once or twice, the turned to look back up into the tree. "Wow. An actual book. Never would've guessed you would be reading one. I thought it was an anniversary edition of PlayRule." Ryk said, his eyes closed as he rested both arms behind his head.

After a second of thought, he looked back down at Micheal, and asked, "Do you even know what PlayRule is?" He looked at Micheal with a serious look, as if it was an important question.

"Nope!" Micheal said cheerfully. He had one of his usual smiles on his face. It soon disappeared and he asked, "Should I?" He didn't really actually expect the answer, since his head went back to the book as he started reading.

Ryk looked back down, about to answer whne he noticed the kid not paying attention to him. Somewhat ticked off at this, he pointed one hand down, and shot a dagger right in the book, in the middle of a page, sunken into at least ten or thirty pages. He smirked, looking back up into the foliage, as he tried to get back to sleep. "Can't tell ya. You might be a minor, after all." he answered, before he closed his eyes.

"Hey! THis book isn't mine!" Micheal shouted. He glared daggers at Ryk. He let off his anger side quickly and sighed. He dug into his bag for something else to read. He brought around books, but never descided to read them. He had now gotten into the mood of reading.

"So what? It isn't mine, either. You're friend can get angry with me for all I care." said Ryk, before pointing his claws at the pack Micheal had with him. "Here's an idea, throw one of those books, and I'll see if I can hit it. Or, you could play Fetch." said Ryk, as the sound of a gun cocking was heard from the gauntlet.

"Catch it, don't hit it," Micheal mumbled. He brought out one of his little sisters books. "How the heck did this get in here?" He questioned himself, throwing it into the air behind himself.

As he saw the book be thrown, Ryk leapt down from the tree, landing on all fours, bounding away to fetch the book. Sure, to most people it would seem degrading, but those people aren't part dog. With a running jump, Ryk caught the book with his mouth, as he turned, and ran back to Micheal, the book still in his mouth, and himself on all fours. "Got it." he said, smiling as he dropped the book, covered in saliva, right in Micheal's lap.

Micheal blinked. He blinked again. He looked at Ryk with a quizzenly at him. "Are you related to Alex?" He asked. It had only came to him of how Ryk looked.

OoC: From what guardian says, there is a guy named Alex on here too, but that's not the guy I'm talking about.

Ryk stared at the boy quizzically, just as he did to him. "Uh, no. Now, use what little brain you have, and throw the book, or another." he said, clawing at the ground with anticipation. He liked fetch for the reason he got to run, and drop saliva-covered objects onto people.

Micheal smiled widely. He didn't like his little sisters for two reasons. One, they got into his stuff. Two, they were his half sisters. Getting saliva on their books and ruining them was as good as a pay back he could get from being here, in Hyrule. He picked up the book again and chucked it as far as he could.

Ryk turned immediately, charging after the books like a Moblin after a nice piece of meat. Ripping the ground where he was, his shot off, his eyes only on the book, which was only inches from the ground now. As he saw this, Ryk teared into overdrive, tearing the book in half as he caught one side, picking up the other as he returned to Micheal. "Got both of it." he said with a chuckle, spitting out small bits of paper.

Micheal started laughing. "You know, you're not that bad." Micheal smiled at the torn up book. Man, his little sisters will kill him! Eh, but he doesn't care. He dug through his back pack again. He soon realized that all the books that he had placed in here of his, were gone, replaced by his little sisters books. Man, this is going to be some fun. "Which one do you want me to throw next? I'm not really thinking of the thin ones, those just float to the ground."