Smooth Streaking until Kakariko

Running around naked outside turned out to not be as bad as Linkle had feared. She was on a plateau that had nothing but animals that wanted nothing to do with her no matter what she was wearing, monsters who wanted to kill her no matter what she was wearing, and the ghost of the dead king of Hyrule who didn't stare too much at her naked body.

He had more important things to worry about, and now, so did she.

She never got around to making that grass skirt she had been thinking about or learning how to make a fur coat out of some of the wild animals she had passed, because there just wasn't any time. She could handle fighting monsters naked; as long as she didn't let them hit her, being completely bare wasn't unbearable. Even running around frozen mountaintops was doable if she had a hot meal beforehand (the Sheikah Slate could store a virtually unlimited number of fruits, vegetables, and whatever she felt like picking up).

Now, though, she knew who she was and what she had to do. She was Linkle, legendary hero and sworn protector of Princess Zelda of Hyrule, and she had failed in her duty. Calamity Ganon was loose upon the world, Linkle had spent the last hundred years asleep, and she didn't have time to worry about little things like modesty.

Having the weight of the world on her shoulders didn't mean she couldn't have fun, though, and it was impossible not to after the king had given her a brand new paraglider. Even though she was bound by duty, soaring naked through the air made her feel freer than she had ever been in her life.

After leaving the plateau, she made her way to Kakariko Village to speak with the Elder, Impa, under the direction of the king. She stayed way from large groups of people along the way, but she still ran into travelers on the road. As embarrassing as it was, she did her best not to act embarrassed and pretended that strolling naked through the wilderness was the most natural thing in the world. The various travelers, in turn, pretended that running into a naked woman on the road was an everyday occurrence, but when they thought she was out of earshot, she could usually hear them mutter something between, "What a woman!" and "What a slut."

Then there was the large, dancing Korok, Hestu. "Shaka! Shakaka!" he had said when she passed by. "You are nekkid! I am Nekkid! We are united in exposure! Nekky nokky naked!"

So, that was a thing.

She got off the road before she reached the village. Running into travelers naked was not completely horrible. She wasn't likely to see them ever again, and even if she did, she'd be wearing clothes by then so unless they were looking at her face as they passed (they never were), they'd never connect the well-dressed adventurer with the naked streaker.

A village, though, was another problem. She might need to come back to Kakariko, and if she ever wanted to show her face here again, she'd have to cover her butt.

The first idea that popped into her head was to head straight for the Village Elder's house. She guessed it was the big one with armed guards in front of it, but with her paraglider (which _never _stopped being fun), she could climb up one of the surrounding cliffs, soar over their heads, and sneak in through the front door. Then, before Impa could as much as scream, "Nude intruder!" Linkle could introduce herself as the legendary hero sent by the King of Hyrule and ask for something to wear.

But on second thought, showing up naked and uninvited made a terrible first impression, and the king sent her to Impa because Linkle would need Impa's help. If she got some clothes first, that save her some trouble in the future, and a village this size should have a clothes store, right? If Linkle could drop out of the sky and jump in through the door fast enough, she could buy something to wear and no one would see her naked except for the clothes vendor. Assuming, of course, that she could recognize the building from a distance and not burst into a strangers house butt naked. And assuming that she had enough rupees to buy something to wear.

Looking down over the village, Linkle weighed her options and made her choice.