Fierce deity, the god of war, had been assigned as The goddess herself's protector.. He was a stoic being, always having a straight face with little to no emotion, though, if he was set to protect someone, especially someone greater than him. He wouldn't let Anyone hurt whomever. Fierce strangely enjoyed being around Hylia, she brought calm in his usually chaotic world..

He'd be a little overprotective at times.. after all it was his job to protect- though.. he did it a bit much. It was like he was always attached to the hip of the goddess. He wouldn't leave her side, though he gave her privacy when she asked. He was a bit stubborn though. It wasn't weird he just wanted to protect her.

Today, the two would sit at her throne, watching the sunset utop the clouds from her seat. And fierce would stand next to her. His large sword in his hand sitting Infront of him. His eyes closed as he just listened. Every once and a while gazing at the sunset and at the goddess next to him. Keeping everything order, and or, waiting for an order.