i only wish i'm strong enough to fight alongside him.

" You may borrow my scarf, should it be too cold for you. " Feathers helped to insulate & regulate temperatures within his body. He had no idea how it was for the Zora.

➦             though a lone scarf could not house the necessary shielding her scales required, the thoughtfulness of the rito’s highest warrior left the short zora at a feigned loss for words. eyes humbled down to the still warmth-imbued facet now fashioned around her nape, residual heat from revali’s own use emanating from its fabric. claws gently curl to touch at its base out of curiosity, careful not to snag any threads.

              even if their clothing wasn’t the boldest statement in the land, the rito were certainly fond of insulation! after all, being encircled by snow certainly left the chill on the midday breeze. mipha couldn’t stop herself from a tremor or two, frame tiding closer to the feather laden champion at her side. lanayru was cool, but never THIS cold. her fins flick & flutter close in a tight press to insulate, the zora princess barely allowing her trembling tongue to peak any higher than a hushed tone.

                               ❛ - REVALI -—- while i am most thankful for your courtesy, i . . . i do not wish to trouble you ! - ❜

belladonna : how does your muse respond to silence ? do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?

FLORAL HEADCANONS.

mipha prefers the quiet, but not all around silence. white noise like the crash of a waterfall or the splashing of water is enough to soothe her thoughts. the sounds of nature are her best bet to finding the quiet, though pure silence might give her too much room to dawdle in her mind.

“ i don’t know why you’re so fixated with that hylian boy. ”

it’s a rare chance that they even get to be alone. either all the champions were around or volga himself was away from everyone. socializing is still not something that’s appealing to him, remaining observant and paying close attention to the details… reading as much as he could and trying to figure out why the heroes failed the first time. it didn’t matter now that he was with them. from being so attentive he noticed how mipha’s behavior changed when around the knight, and was curious as to what intentions lingered there.

➦             their harshness grates against the zora as though he had chosen to be snide in the initial remark, her hands gripping onto her trident a little more dependently than she would’ve preferred. to outwardly begin a conversation with little to no grace in being subtle or casual about such a weighted topic drove a pit into mipha’s stomach. knotting, twisting -—- it felt as though she were rotting from the inside-out. slowly her eyes turn to greet the ‘gracious’ individual, one of the travellers from a distant future.

                               ❛ - i . . . beg your pardon ? - ❜

              courtesy seemed vacant in the foreigner’s features, facial expression almost dormant in distaste. hylia knows it couldn’t be about her — perish the thought — but whoever volga’s foul mood was aimed for, it wasn’t necessary to hash it her way. adjusting to lean her lightscale trident back against the crook of her shoulder, the short warrior offered a lift of her chin with a sudden burst of confidence, albeit trembling beneath a worried expression.

Standing by the edge , Sidon was staring down with some fear towards the distance towards the water surface. No matter how long in a day there was to just wait for some amount of courage he still would not be able to dive. But that is only if he was to do it alone.  Except Mipha is waiting down by the edge of the diving platform , almost watching and expecting him to do so. 

He held onto the much too long tail whilst going from foot to foot in an attempt to waste time ( perhaps just so another route down could be taken ) but also so whatever advice was being given could be understood fully. Such a description made it sound easier. Much easier than it seemed. Though being so young and not much experience with it did not help. 

“ I.. can try , “ Sidon muttered , letting go of his tail to prepare himself. Disappointing the elder sister would upset him so despite the great amount of fears the young prince took the dive down , internally screaming until he reached the water. Eventually he came back to the surface and just stared at Mipha with some amount of fear still in his golden eyes. 

“ can I take the stairs next time ? I don’t want to do that again. “

➦             approval met with concern graces her features as her brother surfaces after his exceptional dive, the wading zora swimming closer so that the tideless pool didn’t seem so deep suddenly. as her larger figure swept in underneath her brother’s form, she ladeled him onto her back like a shark would their child, using her own slipstream to aid his swim technique.

                               ❛ - maybe -—- although we must consider our responsibilities, sidon . someday when we are both grown, we will be called upon for assistance or duties, which by then you will need to have faced your fear with diving . i know you do not wish to upset father, so that is why i am helping you to conquer these uneasy feelings now . - ❜ just shy of the domain’s structure, mipha slows her pace so they can wade in place, the princess’s head tilted to the night sky.

                               ❛ - . . . remember how i wanted to show you something, brother ? turn your eyes to the stars ; for they hold many secrets that we will share tonight . - ❜

              feeling the rise & fall of her younger sibling’s breaths chiding her for getting ahead of herself, her hands reached back to gently brace his smaller pair, aiding him to now cling onto her as to let his anxiety-ridden self relax & slow his heart rate. ❛ - muzu once told me that mother watches us from beyond the folds that connect constellations . while she is not as visible as the stars, she is what holds them together, their spirit & strength, much like she was our own . - ❜

bless you, @vahmedch

       “𝓘 hope Impa hasn’t been too boring on the road while you guys travel.” Purah began, placing her hands on her hips as she struck a slight pose while she stood in front of the Zora Princess. “She doesn’t really have the entertaining personality that I have… She doesn’t even laugh at any sort of amusing remarks I make.” A small pout formed on her face for a split second before returning back to the cheery demeanour she usually had. “If you ever need a pick-me-up don’t fret to stop by the lab! We’d be more than happy to host such awesometastic guests!” Even if it was for a few days, or a night it was always exciting to have friends stop by.

➦             while the road to visitation usually was paved with conversation, mipha’s escort alongside princess zelda & her advisor had been relatively silent. it felt uncomfortable, jarring even. in actuality, it made the zora feel even more unwelcome among the hyrulian ranks. now hearing such things from purah of all people somewhat eased those concerns with a light-hearted fluttering laugh, a hand timidly shooing off the mere thought.

                               ❛ - i would be honored ! though, i cannot confirm nor deny such crude allegations against a royal addresser . - ❜

              mipha’s gaze strays to the pair observing terrako off to the side alongside robbie, which ironically forces mipha to look away shortly thereafter. something about his whole ‘rambunctious’ demeanor ticked a box in her head that caused her to be easily uneasy & flustered. it’s partly why she sought out purah over remaining with her group.

        “𝓣hese timelines being exposed, making it possible for those from the future to enter the past and forewarn the dangers of Calamity Ganon is worrisome…” She began, looking down toward the river’s waters that flowed through Zora’s Domain. “As much as it is comforting having the said warning, it doesn’t exactly make it so that we will be successful.” The Princess expressed her concern to her sister. “It is a rather conflicting emotion that it brings…” Her voice faded off.  Once she let a bit of silence linger between the two she drew in a breath and looked up from where she was looking so that she was looking at the reflected features that the Princess shared almost to the smallest detail. “Even if it is nice to see an older Sidon be rather successful.”

➦                               ❛ - ah, so you feel it as well ? - ❜

              leaning on her trident, mipha’s twin let her head tip to the side, flipper hanging over cheek as LADY attempts to put an ease on the situation. ❛ - it is a dire status of confusion, guilt, & a particular weight of discomfort -—- not knowing who these travellers are or what sort of future they come from . i do not believe we have even asked dear brother of what it is like . - ❜

                               ❛ - perhaps it is best we do not glimpse into what can be forseen, for even the slightest hesitation of our action -—- perhaps INACTION -—- may sway the tides of what is to come . - ❜ seeing mipha draw her gaze from the ripples of the river’s current, lady offered a gentle hand unto her sibling’s shoulder, a tender affirmation of support.

“I suppose you have a point! He has hired the best of the best for a reason, color me worried since… Well, nothing with His Majesty ever seems to be good news anymore, if you catch my drift?”

     At least, not where Revali had been involved. Every time he had seen King Rhoam in person, something was going wrong, somewhere, or he was pressuring his daughter to try and unlock that ‘power’ of hers more and more incessantly as time went on. It was enough to make his fingers curl in slightly, index and thumb rubbing together as he found his other hand reaching up to drag through his crest, then.

“Ah, but regardless, we should keep our heads held high. We’re his Champions after all, if we let our heads down and show weakness, who will the others look up to?”

     At this point, it almost sounded like Revali was trying more so in line to soothe his own worries then anything else.

➦             yes, she was right. no reason to fret! until word from the king was sent, the two champions on hand would be rest assured that no foulplay had been dealt.

              at least, so they thought.

              suddenly from the back of the corridor comes the rushing clatter of metal, a brigade of knights barreling past revali & mipha, shoving their way through. before either could seek answers, the castle shook violently as the shriek of a resounding laser marked the adjacent castle wall from the hallway they preoccupied. no, it couldn’t be. . .

                               ❛ - oh no . . . - ❜ sparkling gems twist to find revali’s beaded gaze, breath squandered in a matter of moments. the rise of another building laser-fire begun its shrill cry as the zora unsheathed her trident from behind herself, rushing to a cover-fire window that glimpsed out into the courtyard. she barely had time to retreat from her peek before the guardian shifted its transfixed aim towards her, nearly blasting her under the sudden rubble of cobblestone crumbling inward.

              stumbling underfoot & backwards into revali’s front, the princess glanced up to acknowledge that fact she now rest against her fellow champion, eyes slitting in sudden defensiveness. ❛ - we have to go ; they’ll need us on the front lines if this is an assault . - ❜

>     Revali couldn’t help but smirk slightly as Mipha returned his playful tease, the Rito chuckling lowly and to himself as he’d slightly shake his head. It was good to keep their mind off of things, since generally whenever King Rhoam summoned them personally… Well, something bad might be happening, and even now that thought sat like an anchor in the pit of Revalis stomach.

“Perhaps he just wants us to remain as scouts. His majesty is always paranoid of the Calamity returning at any possible moment, so keeping a constant eye in both fronts would help identify those threats.”

     Revali would reason out, even though in reality that was what he had always been doing regardless. He had heard several times over just how harsh the ‘Calamity Ganon’ would be, and it sat with him more and more each time, to the point where it started to stress the Champion out the longer the Calamity went without appearing. “After all, there are still plenty of places surrounding Hyrule that haven’t been properly explored- perhaps he fears an attack from those locations?”

➦             his ploy earlier sat oddly in her mind. ( a wink? ) whyever would revali seek to satisfy his curiosity & close with a wink? the zora briefly zones out as he prattles on about possible scouting missions, at least until the mention of ‘fear’ forces mipha to succumb to reality. eyes blink away the space-ridden haze from her stare, fashioning her attention back onto the rito warrior with abolished ditsiness.

                               ❛ - an attack ? be it by moblins or lynels, even a talus or hinox, are we not capable of sweeping the area clean ? - ❜

              maybe she was just misunderstanding the situation, misreading it in some way. yet, something trickled down from the back of her mind like a leaky dam, barely holding in her reservoir of conscious doubt. her bottom lip rolls in, tiding away minute anxiety that bubbles up by the way she lets her hands furl at her sides, only to slick back behind herself & grip onto a wrist to be held informally.

He had meant the question innocently, but that backfired. Link was not a conversationalist for a great many reasons. And this was one of them. He waited for the verbal lashing he was certain the Zora princess would give him in some sort of way.

He felt bad, he wouldn’t say it troubled him, but there was no going back now. His cheeks tinted pink, out of embarrassment. At least she satiated his curiosity, he still couldn’t help but feel bad. “I meant no offense,” he implored. He looked down, and then back at her, “I meant it is impressive. I think I have reached my full height.” he tried to make it seem less rude, not that it worked. All he had going for him is that he was not just the shortest of the Champions, but he was also very likely the shortest in the Royal Guard, and he was shorter that most people he knew, Zelda included.

➦             lips rolled in, showing vague appreciation for his accommodation. admitting one’s fault was a good step towards remorse, & the fact mipha could sense his guilt alone depicted his atonement in her eyes. he didn’t even need to spell out the word ‘sorry’ ; the zora already knew he was. her head tilts with a fluttering laugh under breath, hands held before her hips.

                               ❛ - of course you didn’t . no one ever asks of height bearing ill-will . - ❜

              choosing to be daring, the champion of lanayru slowly steps closer to link as though approaching a blupee, careful & cautious. as she wades in beside him, mipha can’t help but set an understanding palm to his forearm -—- a mere embrace of reassurance. ❛ - even at your full height, you are still as big as you let your heart expand ; height cannot triumph over the size of one’s heart . - ❜

I always had the idea that in an au the master sword can change its form to suit its wielder. Like a master trident or master bow.

that’s ,,, actually a really interesting way of scaling things. i guess if the master sword became more of a master weapon, then i can probably see mipha being a possible candidate. though, i DO presume there’d be a lot of tension between her father & king rhoam, especially since instead of putting her close to home to wield a divine beast, dorephan would be allowing his eldest & only daughter to run head-on to fight the calamity.

I wonder what would happen if Mipha was the master swords chosen?