The waves of the ocean rolled like waving black silk across the broad horizon. The setting sun cast a beautiful rainbow of colors across the clouds, creating a whimsical mirage of beauty and serenity. It was a wonderful sight.
Her deep brunette hair whipped around in the passing breeze as she hummed a sweet tune from her childhood. She had grown up in Irissa, which simply meant "Land of Many Thieves" in the sacred language of the Godesses.
She was on a rather large ship, and it seemed exceptionally large because of the fact that she was alone. She had been for 3 weeks, sailing the open sea to the rich land of Hyrule. She wanted to get away from Irissa, to start a new life. Irissa had become too rabid for the young girl, for the men were becoming dangerous as she had grown into a young adult; especially since her father had died and could not steer them away. She was like fresh bait, ready to be fed to the dogs. It was disgusting.
She climbed down into the bottom deck and crept onto her hammock. She fell asleep to the calming sound of the waves lapping against the hull of the boat.
The aroma of salt hung lazily in the air. Kamiri's eyes drifted open, and she sat up, yawned, and stretched her arms. She sighed heavily, and hoped that she was nearing the shores of Hyrule by now. If she had done everything right, she should be there by nightfall.
She stumbled up the half-wrecked stairs and grabbed her fishing rod.
"Early bird catches the worm..." The brunette softly spoke to herself as she snatched a piece of stale bread from her food basket. She attached it to the hook at the end of the string, threw back the pole, and swiftly thrusted the line forward.
She glanced out onto the horizon, watching for dolphins as she waited for a tug on the line. She loved the dolphins, they always seemed so happy and peaceful gliding in and out of the water in a motion that seemed so natural to them.
The day passed slowly, like every other day on the boat. It gave Kamiri a lot of time to herself, to sort out her thoughts and to plan who she wanted to be in this new land of hope. And like every other female her age, she wondered if she'd ever find love -- but at this thought, sometimes she found herself confused. The men she was raised around discouraged her from trusting them. She wondered if the men would be different here.
Surely they will... She reassured herself with a nod.
Then it happened, a sharp tug forward. Her gaze returned to where her line was, and she tightened her grip on the black rod and began to reel in the what-should-be fish. Then, strangly enough, the tugging stopped - Her hand kept reeling but there was no resistance...
And in the distance, next to her hook, a white and blue figure poked out from beneath the water. What looked to resemble a human hand also came up, to shade the creature's eyes. It was looking straight at Kamiri, and she straight at it.
Then it just dove back under the water, similar to the dolphins.
It began to swim - at a very quick speed, to say in the least - straight towards Kamiri's boat. In shock, the girl did not flinch. She just staired, awestruck, at the moving white figure gracefully gliding...
When it reached about five feet away from the boat, it popped out of the calm waves once again. Its hand came over its eyes, and it started to speak.
"What was that for?" it asked, sounding much like a young woman.
"I - I..." Kamiri stuttered.
The creature was obviously short on patience at the moment, for she snapped, "You... Please, keep that hook out of the water. It cought me on my daily swim!" she paused, a disgusted look upon her face, then added, "How rude!" and carried on, mumbling inanimate words under her breath. It had become quite obvious that it was a she at this point.
"Well... I d-d... I didn't mean to! I was only fishing for breakfast and I -"
"Oh, hush." With that, the white creature dived under the water.
Kamiri's eyes widened, thinking to herself, It must be a Zora...
Her parents had told tales of the white aquatic creature to her a long time ago, but she never thought of them to be real stories, none-the-less to actually encounter one. She wondered of the other creatures she was nearing, and what they were like. She began recalling more from the tales of her past, deep in thought, when the white creature popped out of the water again.
She raised her arm and threw a wriggling fish straight at Kamiri, and it hit her smack-dab in the middle of her forehead.
Nearly falling over at the gesture, she managed a "Ow..." and a brief "Thanks..."
And with that, the Zora snootily stuck her nose high in the air and swam clear away.