"Thank you, Talon!" the young, orange haired boy waved goodbye to the people who had taken him in for five years, a little boy on the brink of starvation, "I'll never forget you or what you've done." His rowan horse snorted and shook her main. "Epona won't either." The gangly youth patted his horse's neck. The boy's kind and crystal blue eye's glistened in the morning light.
"You come back, ya hear?" a short, red headed and well built girl, the same age as the young boy, shouted after her friend. "Ya hear, Link?"
"Yes, ma'am," Link mock bowed form the saddle. "I'll come back someday, Malon." Epona tossed her head again. "Epona would never forgive me if I didn't come back to see you."
Malon put her hands on her hips and blew a stray strand of red hair out of her face. Talon lazily shut the gate on the youthful hero. "I still think he should have waited 'till next year. Leavin' on his fifteenth birthday Not even shaving yet."
"Father," Malon scolded, "Link and Epona are more than ready to start on their journeying again. The last time they left was in search of Link's old friend. He claimed to have gone to a different world, and he saved it! He's more than ready!"
Talon gave his daughter a sheepish smile, "Yes, I s'pose you're right, Malon."
The spunky girl just harrumphed at her father and leaned on the gate, watching the boy and the horse fade into the haze of the morning, the watery sun just starting its ascent into the brightening and dusty sky. She wistfully brushed more hair out of her dreamy eyes, "You come back, Link Kokira, my one and only prince. You come back some day to sweep me off my feet."