She accidentally pisses off her Cuccos

Linkle awoke in the dead of night to the sound of her Cuccos being attacked! Not stopping to change out of her pajamas, Linkle grabbed her trademark crossbows and runs out the door.

It was just as she suspected, a pack of Wolfos had come down from the Faron Woods to feast on what they must have thought was easy prey. They thought wrong.

"Hey, assholes!" Linkle cried as she took aim with her crossbows. The Wolfos, surprised at the noise, stopped their **** on the coop that Linkle had so painstakingly built for her little Cuccos to look at her. That pause was all she needed.

She unleashed a torrent of crossbow bolts, making great use of the magic weapons' rapid fire capabilities, poking hole after hole into the pack of anthropomorphic fiends. One dropped, then another, the third ran off, yelping in pain. But then, a massive Wolfos with white fur came bounding out of the darkness. Linkle unloaded on it, striking multiple hits, as evidenced by the blood staining its coat. But it didn't stop, choosing instead to charge into Linkle, knocking onto the ground so hard that stars danced in her eyes.

It pinned her to the ground, the werewolf-like creature snapping at her face. Something hot and hard pressed between her legs, threatening to break the fragile fabric between it and her womanhood.

"How about, no?" Linkle said as she planted a crossbow under its throat and pulled the trigger. It stiffened, and she saw the tip of the bolt pierce the top of the Wolfos's head. Blood splattered on her face, and the beast fell atop of her with a great, final whine. She could feel the hot lifeblood draining onto her pajamas as she struggled to drag herself from beneath the great beast.

When she finally extracted herself from beneath the Snowy Wolfos, she stumbled over to the Cucco coop. The Cuccos were behaving strangely. Why were they avoiding her? Then she saw it, and the color drained out of her face. Next to one of the Wolfos corpses was a dead Golden Cucco, but it hadn't died from claw or fang. No, Linkle saw the cause of it's **** sticking straight out of it like a memorial: a bolt from her crossbow.

"Oh, shit, I killed Cojiro," Linkle whispered as the feathers of her flock began to puff out. She'd been raising Cuccos long enough to know what that meant, "You guys can't possibly believe that I did that on purpose?" She tried approaching the Cuccos slowly, but they only puffed up more.

The wind blew, blowing past her and towards the Cuccos. She shivered as the wind blew against where the Wolfos blood had stuck to her skin. Then it all clicked. The Wolfos blood, the blowing wind, the Cuccos downwind from her.

"Oh, fuck," She said as one of the Cuccos began to crow. There was no question about it, she turn and fled as the might of a thousand feathery furies set themselves against her. They pecked and scratched and dive bombed her with an accuracy that only a Hylian sniper would envy, picking off a piece of her clothes with each blow. Linkle covered her head and neck with her arms, unable to see where she was going.

She cried and screamed, "It's me, Linkle! I'm not a Wolfos! Stop it, you guys!" But it was no use, they wouldn't stop until she was either dead or beyond their reach. Inside! I have to get inside! Linkle thought, but with her uncanny lack of a sense of direction, she headed the opposite of her door, out of the town, and into Hyrule Field, the Cuccos attacking her the entire while. She would've kept going, too, if she didn't promptly fall down one of the field's famous holes.

She screamed, but not for very long, as she fell flat on her ass in the darkness below. "Oww…," she grumbled, rubbing her backside and looking up to see if the enraged avians had followed her down. They hadn't, but she could hear clucking from above, and she still smelled of Wolfos. She sighed, if she wanted to go home, she'd have to find another exit out of this hole and take a bath.

"Oh Hylia," Linkle felt herself quickly approaching the verge of tears, "What did I do to deserve this? Is it because I got reincarnated as a girl this time?"

Linkle took stock of herself before continuing on. Somehow, in all the chaos, she'd managed to hold onto her crossbows, which was a miracle in and of itself, but her clothes were a shambles. It'd be an easier question to answer what her pajamas didn't cover now. Most of her back was exposed, and a little bloody as well, which made sense, it was the part of Linkle's body that took the brunt of the ****, but that wasn't the embarrassing bit: her butt that she kept in wonderful shape between all the running and squats she'd done was definitely hanging out, and given how baggy her pajamas were, if she bent over, she'd be showing off something more. The outsides of her legs and arms were also exposed, but what truly confused her was the giant gash in the middle of her pj's that exposed her belly button. When did that happen?

"Okay," Linkle said, stealing herself, "It's not the worst thing in the world, Linkle, it's just like wearing your normal tunic...with no panties." She then marched over to the entrance of the cave in front of her, searching for something, anything that could help her, and…, "Aha!" She said as she pulled a weathered lantern off of the floor, "It's got oil, too! At least I won't be stumbling around in the dark!"

With that, Linkle lit the lantern from a nearby torch and set forth on her journey into the dark, dank caves underneath Hyrule.