Christian
He was cold. For the first time in a long while, Light felt cold as he crawled out of the chilly water of Lake Hylia. Of course he just *Had* To fight that Gleeok, fully knowing what would happen to his opponent considering his rather unfavorable curse. After a bit of a struggle, he had overcome the threat of the three headed dragon, though not at the expense of overusing the added strength of the Triforce of Power. So, in place of the Hylian hero was a black jaguar with ruby red eyes, climbing up the hill from the shoreline.

Great. Just great. He couldn't go face Runda and Marin on the other side until this wore off... At least not without having to explain everything about his connection with the Triforce. Inwardly the hero grimaced, huffing before shaking the water out of his hair... Fur? Fur. A quick glance as he reached the apex of the hill told Light that he was on Faron's side of the lake, and with that in mind, at least he could wait around here until he reverted back to his typical self.

What he *Wasn't* Expecting, however, was the possibility of incoming travelers. And to be fair, why should he? It was getting late, seemingly twilight as far as he was aware. An unfortunate side effect of this form was that it messed with his vision far too much. He could see better at night, but the world seemingly looked dull during the day. But assuming it was in fact later in the evening, he'd expect most travelers to be resting someplace, rather than running the risk of dealing with the skeletal nightlife of this particular Hyrule. Those Stalfos-esque creatures were rather obnoxious to deal with, and additionally traveled in groups.
Dorothy
The hour of Twilight in this realm was all the more painful for her to stomach. It seemed to mock her, that she isn't home... Even in the absense of that crucial point in the day, Midna couldn't help herself but to occasionally look down at the ground where her shadow was... She could only imagine that he would also occasionally do the same actions as if it was a ritual, as if expecting their other half of a whole duo to let out a chuckle or poke them in the cheek. The emptiness it brought in its wake felt like a hole that cannot be mended despite her run in with what she can assume was just another hero clad in green. 

She had just left the ritualistic spring that was dedicated to the Goddess Faroe and was doing what she only hope was following a path. Walking on foot was a bit exhausting, even more so given she was barefoot and without her trusty, dumb wolf to hitch a ride on or even hitchhike in the shadow of his hylian form... The only thing she kept of his possession was that dust old sword and shield she convinced him to steal from his Villiage! Well, maybe a personal item or two, but she doesn't have the mental strength to look back at those trinkets. Regardless of that, this realm at least gives her that slightest bit of both hope and dread. Hope that he may be out there somewhere.. And a slight bit of dread that he isn't. Why must her heart subconsciously mess with her in that way! She has yet to come to even acknowledge those miniscule feelings inside, and such she wanders along in silence.
Christian
He was quiet for a brief moment, debating on what he should do and what his next course of action should even be. He couldn't go back across the bridge, so the only real choice of places to go were here, or deeper into the Faron region. Additionally, he couldn't just *Leave* The other two behind. Not only would that lead to an entire separate set of problems, but it just seemed stupid to leave the Subrosian and the girl from Koholint behind when they could be placed in danger at any moment by Hylia knows what. That left him with the only option being to stick around this part of the bridge and pray nobody was headed his way. As luck would have it though, the sound of footsteps entered his ears. Soft and careful across the pathway. Immediately the hero perked up on high alert, wheeling his head around toward the massive gates that helped to support the Bridge of Hylia. This *Better* Not be Runda or even worse, Marin looking for him. Narrowing his eyes as he stared ahead, the jaguar offered a deep, low growl. Almost second nature and protective in a sense. Not that he really had anything to look after other than his own well-kept secrets.

*Remember to watch behind you.* A voice instructed him, namely that of the sword spirit's, a calm and rather blunt chime in the back of his head that always appeared fainter when he was stuck in this form. That was part of the Dark World's curse, rather unfortunately. Couldn't use any weapons. Swiveling his head around, Light listened as the sound of footsteps grew closer and closer. He could feel himself digging his... Paws into the ground, teeth barred and wholly ready to at least *Attempt* And protect himself, should the incoming entity be a monster like a bokoblin or a lizalfos... Only for the source of the sound to be revealed as a lady. A strange looking lady, as far as his mildly colorblind eyes could tell at the moment. It was an interesting predicament... Some random woman standing about twenty feet away from a jaguar. This can only go well.
Dorothy
Midna was on high alert, it was obvious she was in an unfamiliar realm... And anybody or anything that can notice that will likely exploit that weakness if she happens to lower her guard. Alas, her nerves are the only thing keeping her alert. It was at that moment, Midna's eyes dawned upon a rather large feline... It has noticed her, and she was noticed it. Fear crept down her neck as she felt her mind racing, looking around to assess her situation. She may have dealt with much more dangerous creatures in the past, but never alone. She always cowardly hid behind somebody for protection... And that was not an option here.
Christian
Light paused, staring intently as they stared at each other, watching as the woman sat there in what appeared to be fear. Right... He was an large hunting animal. Of course he looked like a threat. With an almost exasperated huff, the Hero of Light and Dark rolled his eyes, dropping the vicious facade and moving to walk up and past the Twilight Princess. No chance he was going to be able to transform back safely without having to explain a lot.

Fine. Might as well get it over with.

"Never seen a jaguar before?" The cat growled, deadpanning as he turned back to face the lady. "You look like you've seen a ghost." Light moved to sit, tail smacking against the ground as if he were tapping his foot impatiently. Hopefully his sudden decision to talk was simple enough. "I'm Light. Or Dark, your choice. It's a lot to explain but I'm not *Normally* Like this." He huffed, shutting his eyes. This definitely wasn't his best idea, but it was either this or leave this lady in fright to potentially scare his two companions away from the bridge with the 'threat'.
Dorothy
This odd staring contest quelled her fears only slightly. And then it started to approach her. She just stood there, allowing this jaguar to walk right past her. 

Each question was silently answered in her mind, oozing with sarcasm and the tonal grace of a sledgehammer.
`Sorry, but I'm more of a dog lover!` While to an outsider, this conversation would be lunacy; but Midna has dealt with all kinds of conversations, so this was not much of a shock.

`Partially true, it would better fit if you said I looked like I saw a pack of ghost rats... Never again...` Yeah... The Arbiter's Grounds is a major reason for that... Alongside many other unfavorable memories.

She breaks the silence as soon as the large cat intruduced themselves... "Well then explain away! It's not like I have anything better to do around here! I dealt with wilder explanations of why somebody is not who they seem."
Christian
"...Wow. Okay. You're handling this better than I expected." The cat mused aloud, blinking as if to showcase surprise. Considering this was something that he *Never* Talked about, Light had to collect himself for just a moment before speaking again. How did he explain things in such a way as to not just loosely mention that he had the powers of three goddess fueling him at any given moment...

Aha! He could just say he was cursed! It wasn't like he was lying in saying that (though the protests of Farore in the back of his mind would say otherwise), and plus it had been a result of the Dark World that this could even occur to his body. Easy, a simple solution... Thank Nayru. "It's part of a curse. Push past my limits while fighting and I turn into this for a while." Light said quickly, raising a paw and gesturing to himself... He was far too used to this, he could admit.

"And to make a long story short, I was clearing some monsters off the bridge, which is why I look like this now. I'd go back to meet the group I was traveling with, but I'd rather not have to explain if I can help it. So..." The hero paused, fangs barred for a brief moment as he glanced over to Midna. "This whole conversation stays a *Secret to everyone*. Cool? Cool." It's a short winded answer and seemingly doubled as a threat, but the less people that knew, the better. This was an exception because of poor circumstance and nothing more.

As the cat was slowly able to start seeing more and more colors, he was quick to offer the Twilight Princess a confused look, tilting his head to the side and brow furrowing as he stared at the redheaded royal. "So... What's your deal, lady? Only blue people I've ever met were Zora." Light huffed, and the cat seemed to cross its front paws... Like he was folding his arms. He was curious what she had meant by the fact that she had dealt with wilder situations.
Dorothy
"Oh..." The mention of being cursed struck a chord with Midna... Rightfully so given she faced being cursed as an impish creatures... And how her former colleague also met a similar curse... One that turns them into this... Sacred, respected, divine beast. The impact of Light's words were projected clearly with the Twili's ears drooping in sorrow. "I've had my fair share of walking in tandem with those who were cursed..."

"I am a Twili... Part of a tribe whom dwells in the shadows and hail from a realm that one may say-" *She took a moment to dig out what Zelda said about both of their realms* "Matched up to Hyrule like how 2 sides are needed for a coin. As such, it is easy to see us as the shadowy counterpart of the Hylians..." *It felt... Therapeutic for her to speak about this; to ease her own burdans one answer at a time.*