Following Link

As Zelda sat in contemplation, she looked out over the ocean. A storm on the horizon let loose a faint bolt of lightning, and darkened the sky as it approached. She could tell it was moving at a frightening speed. An image of her body getting pelted by a torrential downpour as she sat against the rocks appeared in her head, and she shuddered.

“I can’t stay out here, it’s not safe. I’ve got to find a place to hide.” Zelda thought to herself. Her eyes fell on the path Link had recently began journeying back on, and she shuddered. “Of course... I could always just follow Link...” She pondered curiously. Her face reddened at the thought of abandoning cover, but then further when she realized following Link would inevitably lead to her being seen by him. Only this time, there wouldn’t be a rock to hide behind. Her face reddened and she cringed just at the thought. “I can’t bear to think about Link seeing me like this...” she thought.

“On the other hand...” Zelda began, stroking her chin in deep thought. “Leaving the rocks is sure to make it harder for Link to find me, and I can’t exactly stay here either. Plus, at the very least he’s just as embarrassed as I am... at least I think so...” Zelda tried to convince herself.

The more Zelda pondered what to do, the more her thoughts leaned towards following Link. While she would rather avoid being seen by anyone at all, Zelda understood following Link would lead to far less miserable than staying, or finding shelter.

As she slowly stood back up, Zelda couldn’t help but begin to feel a slight adrenaline rush. She knew this would be her only area of cover along the mostly barren path, so once she abandoned it there wouldn’t be any turning back. “I can’t believe I’m doing this...” Zelda said to herself, before taking off in a dead sprint down the beach.

Her bare feet slapped against the sand as she ran, and her hair whipped in the light breeze behind her. Zelda kept her right arm firmly planted over her small breasts, and had her left hand carefully shielding her womanhood. Zelda continued her sprint hastily, refusing to stop for fear of being seen. She continued until her breath couldn’t keep up any longer, and slowed to a fast walk.