Prologue

I was twelve, when I met my destined guardian bird.

My older brother, Groose, was just outside Skyloft, training his flying skills with Strich and Cawlin. Mom was busy working of course, and dad, a special unit Rescue Knight, was taking a nap. In those days I was alone most of the time. I didn't even own a loftwing. And that made we an outcast. No one laughed at me, but I could feel the glances of pity and wonder. Most of them had met their loftwings around an age of five or six. But I was nearing twelve and a half now and was still bird-less.

Often I wondered if maybe something had happened to the bird I was supposed to receive. Perhaps it was sick and couldn't fly. Or what if it had died and I wasn't going to be reassigned a new one? There was no one who could answer my questions. Groose was totally clueless and just kept emphasizing, that I'd get one next year. And the grown ups weren't better.

Every day, I spent many hours just sitting in front of the sacred statue of the goddess, dreaming. Lots of birds came to visit me there. They chirped at me, as if they where wishing to give me comfort. But I had already accepted the fact, that I just wasn't getting a loftwing. However, both my parents and Groose said that this was nonsense. Dad had already repeatedly asked Director Gaepora if he had any idea what had gone wrong, but of course he was just as clueless as we all where. It was a mystery. One, which, till today I haven't understood.

A loud cawing made me glance up. There was a certain crimson loftwing circling above me. When he saw, that I had noticed him, he dove down, stopping right in front of my feet. Links majestic, strong bird towered over the kneeling me by quite a bit, fluttering his wings in an almost playful way. I had to grin.

"You two are so similar, aren't you, handsome one!" I whispered into his ear, patting his beak gingerly. In response, he snuggled against me, as if trying to say: It'll be okay!

I laughed and stoked his neck feathers: "Thank you, handsome…"

"Hey, what are you doing with Links loftwing?" a sharp voice shouted, making both of us jump.

"Pipit! You scared me!" I exclaimed, rubbing my chest that had jolted rather painfully.

My older male Hylian neighbor didn't look all too apologetic, more disapproving: "Really, what are you always doing up here, Medowlaria?"

I scowled, continuing to pet the crimson bird: "It's not forbidden to spend time here, with or without the luxury of already having a loftwing. And anyway, I'm not my brother, Pipit! Don't assume that I intend to harm Link's bird, just because Groose is jealous of his owner's girlfriend-to-be. Just like everybody else is too, by the way." I added, giving Pipit a knowing look.

Actually, I knew, that he had more of a thing for Karane and wasn't really into Zelda. I mean, even Fledge, who really looked up to Zelda and admired her as if she where the goddess herself, had a very innocent, cute crush on her.

Seeing Pipit's flush totally gave him away, no matter how strongly he disagreed with me. I sighed. It's just a shame. He is such a handsome, strong willed young man, I could very well imagine dating him. But he is such an idiot sometimes. He couldn't stand my brother and just because I, his sister, tried to stand in for Groose, I had swiftly gotten Pipit to not like me either. Oh well, his loss, I guess.

"Ahem, anyway. I was actually looking for Groose, but he doesn't seem to be here." Pipit started to explain himself.

How made him the watchdog now?

"So, no sign of your bird, I presume?" he asked, looking around with very mild interest. I frowned.

"Oh no, Pipit! He's magically appeared in the last two minutes; it's just that you can't see him! I'm actually really flying around on his back this very moment and you're only talking to a Chuchu in disguise!" I mocked, highly annoyed and staring to become rather upset.

Sometimes, I really couldn't help hating him. But mostly, I just felt sorry for him. I knew of his messed up family and how he had taken up a job as a night-guard around the school, so he could pay for food. Even if he didn't know, that I did, I still sometimes could subconsciously mock him over that, but I didn't like that. It was mean and really painful for other people when I did. It was just that I knew so much. Except, what to do with my knowledge.

Suddenly another loftwing calls out to Link's crimson one. We both look up, the bird and I, and see, who it is. It was Karane's Indigo colored one. The red bird started chirping in response, eagerly. I was caught, simply listening to the melodic dialog, forgetting all about Pipit for a moment.

Huh. That sounds interesting, I thought.

"Hey, Pipit! Karane is looking for you in the academy." I said, turning back to face the boy in the yellow uniform, "Something about some homework you promised to help her with."

"What… the hell are you talking about?"

I smiled gingerly: "Oh, nothing… Anyway, she is downstairs, in front of the training hall. Fledge is there with her and she seems to be giving him a hard time over something klutzy he did during practice. You might want to go save the poor bloke!"

He looked at me with a facial expression I've learned to hate: How can you possibly know that?

But by then, they all knew, that I had a highly reliable, always accessible source of information. So Pipit didn't waste his time staring on my like a cod fish for long and walked off, seeing if he could really find Karane and if she really still wanted that homework help he (obviously) had tried to forget about. It was another one of these Skyloft-mysteries. To bad that this wasn't one I could investigate: I already knew the answer.

Once Pipit was gone from my sight, I turned to face the crimson bird again: "Hey handsome, sorry about that… Say, do you know where my bird is? Will I ever, ever have one?"

All he did was to give me a chirp, more or less stating, that he didn't know what the hell I just asked him.

In that very moment, I felt something. It was a call, that reached into my heart, echoing its joyous message. I jumped up, startling the crimson bird, swirling around and looking up. A young, grey-feathered loftwing, maybe a young teenager of his kind, sat there before me, calling my name.

And I knew, just knew, that this was the bird I belonged to.

Prologue of a fanfiction series on LoZ SS.

The whole Skyward Sword adventure will start in two days. Those of you who played the game know, what will happen. But what happened from the view of those, who stayed in Skyloft throughout the whole adventure?

Medowlaria is an OC and does not appear in the game! It isn't said, if Groose has family or not, but I decided for him, that he does in this fanfic.

Hope you guys like it :D

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