Bumkin meets Royalty, wat [Invite/Midna]

[Link]

It was another day at the ranch, and Link had just finished rounding up the Ordon Goats into their pens after letting them graze for a while. Epona worked as hard as ever to help out, and so after wiping the sweat off his brow, Link gave her a nod and a friendly smile. A small click came from his mouth as he began walking Epona towards the river, following their standard tradition of cleaning off her hooves and coat from the excess dirt and mud accumulated. He made it a daily task to keep her clean as an act of kindness towards her, in return for her always being so loyal to him and giving her all to help out. She was still a horse, but that didn't matter too much to him.

She walked easily along as they reached the river, familiar with the daily ritual and feeling completely at ease as the hylian began the process. Scoop some water, splash it on her hooves, wipe off what he can with his hand and then washing it off of himself in the river. It was a bit of an automatic process, so Link's mind began to wander. This daily routine, it was a part of him as much as the hair on his head. It'd be strange if he did anything else really. That didn't mean he wouldn't do anything new; he'd just feel really out of place and awkward while doing so. He was born and raised a farm boy, and as far as he was concerned, it'd stay that way.

And of course, because Link thought that, something in the back of his mind bothered him. He immediately looked around, but didn't see anything. He had this odd "sense" that occasionally went off, but he never knew what it was, and it was too vague for him to really be able to explain to anyone what it was in his non-verbal communication. He stood up after rinsing his hands off and placed a hand on the back of Epona's neck, to calm her in case she felt anything. The horse didn't react immediately, but she could tell Link was on edge, and let out a small neigh as she turned to face the same way he was.

Something strange, this way comes.

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