Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda, I would like to, but I don't.
The Legend Of Zelda: The White Elk Of Denstiny
Prelude
A cloaked figure stood at the top of a hill, looking over a vast field with a thin fog spreading over it. The hood of the dark blue cloak was up, for protection from the gusts of wind. A sudden high pitched call caused the figure to turn, and a large, white elk slowly trotted up to the top of the hill. The figure removed the hood, to revile a young girl with pointy ears and blonde hair, looking to be about 18 years of age. She smiled at the buck, stroking his muzzle, "I think we're almost there Thor," she said quietly, wondering if she was right. The elk snorted, causing the girl to laugh slightly. She sighed, stretching her arms, "Guess we better go," she explained, placing the hood back on her head. She then put her foot in the right stirrup and mounting the elk. Thor grunted slightly and then cantered down the hill, setting a slower gate as he reached the bottom.
To tell the truth, she had no idea if she was getting any closer to her destination. She was not familiar with this landscape, with any landscape for that matter; she had a horrible sense of direction. The Queen of Eluna wanted her to go meet her sister's daughter, the Princess of Hyrule. Which was a bit odd, but who refuses a Queen. Maybe it was just an elaborate plan to get her out of the castle. But, she didn't even live in the castle! She only went there everyday because her grandmother worked there. But then again, Queen Tira didn't seem to like her brother-in-law. That's a terrible way to keep in touch with family, she thought to herself. She decided to stop thinking about the Queen's family problems, and concentrate on actually finding Hyrule.
She was glad that it was so early in the morning, that way she might get to the castle before it got dark. Thor suddenly picked up his canter to a gallop, causing the girl's hood to come off with the sudden burst of wind. She laughed, "Bored already," she didn't bother to put the hood back on, knowing it would just blow off again.
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