Link goes to see Midna, who recognizes him and tries to help.

Despite the time that had passed since his heroic adventure, Link fell back into the rhythm quite easily. In his wolf form, he had often had to sneak around Castle Town and other locations, and while the Twilight Realm wasn’t exactly back home, the principles remained the same: keep to alleyways and dark areas; don’t let anyone see you; and use whatever means necessary to get from one place to another. Following these tactics, Link was able to through the palace undetected by a single soul, and once he got a good idea of the where things were, he headed to what seemed to be Midna’s room.

Unfortunately, the door was closer, and one of the downsides to canine life was the difficulties with doors. With no other options, Link would a nearby dark alcove and hid there, his yellow eyes fixed on the door. After a few hours of waiting, the door opened and the tall, ashen-skinned woman he knew all too well emerged: Midna. Link was so excited to see her, his wolfy-excuberanceness overtook his caution and he bounded up to her, tail wagging and tongue lolling out in a doggy grin.

For a moment Midna looked confused, but as her eyes met his Link felt a spark of recognition, and looking unsure, she asked him, “Link? Is that you?” Lacking the ability to verbally reply, Link nodded his shaggy head up and down, and she understood his confirmation. She reached out with one feminine hand to pet Link’s head, smiling down at him. “Link, I can’t believe it’s you!” She let out a laugh, then said, “It’s so nostalgic seeing you again, especially all furry!”

Remembering what he had come to her for, Link retreated from her wonderful petting hand and gave her a sad look. “What’s wrong?” she asked him, and in response Link turned his head to look at his wolf body. “You...didn’t mean to come here like this, did you?” Link nodded once more, but to his surprise Midna started cackling in response. “Hahahahaha, that’s priceless! The world really has it out for you, doesn’t it, hero?” Link did his best to ensure his canine muzzle showed how not funny he thought this all wall. Midna just rolled her eyes. “Follow me back into my room, Link, let’s try and fix you.”

Apparently Midna had spent the years since they last saw each other brushing up on magic as much as she had on statecraft. Link watched as she looked through her personal library, skimmed through tomes, set up a magic circle, aligned the various reagents in the right locations, and finally had Link stand in the center. Once it was all done, Midna’s face glistened with sweat, having worked so hard so quickly to set all of this up. “Alright, Link, just stand there and relax your body, and everything should be fine. I’ll concentrate on the spell, so don’t do anything. If my concentration wavers, even for a second, we won’t get the intended effect.”