Zelda looked behind her as Meteor spoke, her lips curling into a warm smile at the familiar tone. Unlike him Zelda didn’t look ready for battle. She wore a light blue dress which matched the shade of her eyes and a light brown coat that kept the harsh wind at bay. Her current jobs were support jobs which meant that she’d be towards the back of the fight anyway.

“I’m feeling better thank you.” Better was a relative term but she didn’t want him to worry. “Do you need anything?” She had some potions down stairs that she had kept in case they were needed.

As she spoke her loftwing hopped closer, the large bird trying to wrap around Zelda’s petite form. She wasn’t so convinced that her rider was really feeling alright after witnessing her crying moments before. Though Zelda was determined, this wasn’t the time to focus on worries. There was a battle looming just over head.