Zelda laughed softly and shook her head. She didn’t blame the girl’s curt responses and she didn’t appear to be bothered by it.

Her fingers lightly stroked her Loftwings neck, her expression softening into a fond smile. The large bird flapped its wings once and then landed on a section of the roof so that his rider and the strange red haired girl could speak.

“My home is called Skyloft. It’s an island that floats in the sky, we wouldn’t be able to get anywhere without our feathered friends here.” Her smile widened. “They were a gift from the goddess. As for this world’s birds, I do not know.” However Zelda had a soft spot for Chocobo’s as well.