as the sun sets on this world

A dark mass of fur trots up to her, a dead fox in its mouth, and Zelda braces herself for a fight she knows she can't win.

It's a giant black wolf with strange white markings on its face and startlingly clear blue eyes. It just stands in front of her, staring, before it drops the dead fox at her feet and sits. Its tongue lolls out of its mouth as it pants, licking the blood from its lips, and stray droplets plink against a metal cuff shackled to its front left foot.

That's strange, she thinks. Why would a wolf be held captive?

(And is its tail wagging?)

The Master Sword buzzes, rattling in her hands, and the wolf's eyes light up before it pounces.

OR

After the Calamity strikes and her Hero falls, Zelda, wracked with grief, must return the whispering Master Sword to Korok Forest. She does so with a Good Boy by her side.