[It's a cold afternoon, but not an icy one. The snow falling gently on the Lost Woods makes the world seem muffled in white. The notes of an ocarina drift faint and husky through the trees, from the Forest Temple clearing where Zelda plays seated in an old, gnarled tree, bent with weight and age nearly to the ground. Wedged snugly between a thick
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U-um... waagh! *Trips over a tree root. Smooth move, Rinku.*
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Are you all right?
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*He lifts his head, grinning bashfully and wiping the dirt from his nose.*
I-I'm fine! *Stands up and brushes himself off.* I just gotta be more careful...
[OOC: I'll continue later, when I'm back from visiting Mom in the hospital.]
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((ooc: apologies for the delay!))
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