YOU WANNA PLOT/SHIP WITH THIS CUTE RANCH GIRL?! OR MAYBE DROP RANDOM ASKS INTO MY BOX?! OR TOSS RANDOM STARTERS MY WAY?
Well this is me saying PLEEEASE DO! I live for plots and Malon deserves some adventure and excitement!
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@fieldsofmelody
YOU WANNA PLOT/SHIP WITH THIS CUTE RANCH GIRL?! OR MAYBE DROP RANDOM ASKS INTO MY BOX?! OR TOSS RANDOM STARTERS MY WAY?
Well this is me saying PLEEEASE DO! I live for plots and Malon deserves some adventure and excitement!
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”Welcome to Lon Lon Ranch! Don’t think I’ve seen your face ‘round here before!” Malon had a huge grin plastered to her face as she warmly greeted the newcomer as she approached. The rancher moved to meet her at the gates, excited to see a fresh face and eager to show off every inch of splendor the ranch had to offer.
“Can I interest ya in some of our famous Lon Lon Milk? Or perhaps a few laps around the track on one of the horses??”
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Link’s grin grew broad. He easily caught the sack of feed and followed. “It isn’t? I saw you and swore the sun was up.” That smile of hers cast a warm glow over any that saw it, Link especially.
Despite living in the city for a while now, that didn’t mean Link had grown soft. If anything, with his parents being military, it was the opposite. The countryside had a much more calming presence, though, and better views.
“I was told to make myself useful, so I’m here to be useful.” Still holding the bag of feed and eyeing the chicken coop, he asked, “How many chickens do you have here?”
Malon’s face instantly went just as red as her hair. She picked up the pace and turned her head in attempt to hide her features lest he see just how flushed she had become.
She was quick to move on with their conversation. “Well, no worries there. I’ll put you to work! I could always use an extra hand around the ranch, and you’re always welcome here, Link.”
“But, we’ve got 20 of the little cuties.” As they approached, the chickens happily came out, knowing exactly what those bags meant and promptly surrounded the pair. A few began tugging at their clothes in hopes to bed fed faster. Malon happily opened her bag and spread a huge handful onto the ground before leaning down with s small lump cupped in her palms, petting the ones that chose to partake from her hands.
With another smile she looked Link’s way. “So, do you have any plans for the day?? I was thinkin’.. we could ya know... Hang out after I finish my chores..? If you’re not busy that is!”
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Ok, so work has consumed my life temporarily Somuchovertime… (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥`)
If I owe you something pleeeease throw this a like so I can make sure it is in my drafts. ;v; I am getting to everything very slowly at the moment, so thanks for all the patience!!
@legendarylullaby: The princess looked akin to a statue as her father spoke with Impa. She was the one who convinced him she should have a horse, but purely for ladylike purposes of course. He had more important things to worry about, so he greeted the ranch owners with a nod, before heading off with his guards. As soon as he was gone, the little princess breathed. Still, Impa wanted her on her best behavior too.
She smiled at Malon, but it wasn’t real- a cheery mask to hide tired eyes. “It is a pleasure to meet you.” She curtsied back, far more graceful and practiced. The adults moved away to talk business.
“Oh… um, well, it is a lovely ranch, not that I’ve seen many- you are surely the expert, so I will follow you!” Her smile was a little more real this time. “I suppose I’m here because father agreed to my having a mount of my own, but I’ve only met the war horses in the barracks.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “They’re… rather mean, you see. Trained to kill alongside their knight masters. Also huge and scary.”
Zelda looked down and fidgeted with her dress. This was the longest she had spoken with anyone her age. What did normal kids do?
“Oh! I’m so sorry, I haven’t even asked your name! I’m Zelda- but… you knew that, heh.” Maybe she was better off being seen and not heard. Zelda wished the mud would swallow her.
Malon forced a smile as the princess talked. She talked too fancy and honestly, it kind of made her head hurt. She started walking towards the barn while she continued with her story.
”There ain’t-“ She paused and bit her tongue. “I mean.. there aren’t any.. mean horses. Just mean people.” She had to talk rather slowly and with purpose and thought with a few pauses in between. This day would never end if she had to keep this up much longer!! Before she could lament much longer, Zelda’s question dragged her back to her senses. “Oh, my name is Malon. If you would like we… could go see the horses? Or, uhm…” The small redhead sighed before crossing her arms with a frown tugging at her features.
”I’m sorry but.. I can’t do this anymore! I’m not proper or nothin’ and I can’t keep actin’ like I am so…” She wasn’t quite sure where she was going with that but she had said what she was thinking. “It’s too much work so you can either go back and talk with all them or you can come with me to the barn and I’ll show you a real horse!”
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Link slowly reached out and took the reins. Despite having access to some very fine horses at the castle, he still preferred to come here for Epona. She was fast, agile, strong. And they’d been through so much together, more than even the horse herself could remember…
“A race?” He gently touched Epona’s head. “Who gets to ride Epona? We both know she can outrun all the rest here…”
Malon couldn’t help but smile as she placed her hands firmly on her hips. “Well, I s’pose I could let you ride her. After all, she’s basically your horse.” It warmed her heart to see Epona open up and bond so well with someone other than herself. For awhile, she had feared that she would shy away from everyone else forever.
“Besides, I have another horse that I think will give Epona a run for her Rupees!” The rancher let out a very short and loud whistle and within seconds a dark honey gold colored horse with a spotted white back half began trotting it’s way over to the pair.
“This is Ari, he’s and Appaloosa horse that we rescued a few years back. I’d be lyin’ if I said I wasn’t itching to race him against Epona and you’re the only other person she’ll let ride her.” With a swift motion Malon hoisted herself up into the saddle and motioned for Link to follow as she headed for the track gate. “How about one lap around the track, and no skippin’ any of the jumps! What do ya say?”
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”Hello, Your Highness..” The small redhead gave the smallest awkward curtsy, clearly out of her element. She had been instructed to be on her best behavior with the royal family visiting, and while she had initially been excited about meeting the princess, now it had been clouded with rules and lines to not cross. And Mr. Ingo had made it quite clear she was not in league to try to make friends. He had claimed they would have nothing in common and that she would only end up embarrassing herself and her father in the process. It had crushed her little spirit.
As the adults talked, Malon was tasked with escorting Zelda around the ranch. “So, uhm, what would you like to see first, Miss Princess Zelda..?”
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🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed?
-Malon would absolutely do everything she could to help someone who was hurt! Luckily, growing up on the ranch with a loving but lazy father, Malon would often have to take it upon herself to care for not only the animals but herself. She’s no medical expert but she could stitch you up well enough!
👨 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their father? Is it good, bad, or complicated?
-This is more of a mixed bag. In her adult years their relationship is much better as Talon isn’t quite as lazy, but was much more complicated before Link helped them regain control of their ranch. After her mother passed away when she was young her father just sorta gave up. He stopped working and things just continued to spiral downwards. But at the end of the day she wouldn’t trade him for the world.
🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior?
-SHE WOULD DIE FOR HER ANIMALS!! Malon cares about all animals but her ranch family is always on her mind. She raised them! She even stuck around after her father was kicked out of their home to make sure the animals wouldn’t be abused (she would even take any punishments in their place) while having to deal with a crazed Ingo.
“Finally, a day off!! No chores, no errands!! But... maybe I’ll just make sure the horses are okay real quick..”
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⛔️ - How does your muse react to others breaking the law? If they would do it themselves, what is their reasoning? 🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed? 💸 - What does your muse think of wealthy people? Do they resent them, or do they believe they earned what they have? 🆘 - What does your muse think of poor people? Do they think they’re a waste of space, or do they want to help them? 📩 - Does your muse prefer to physically write letters or send them online? What is their reasoning? 📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen? 📊 - How does your muse feel about the state of the world? Could it be better? Could it be worse? 👨 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their father? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👩 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their mother? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👧 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their siblings? Who do they get along with best? 👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent? 👻 - Does your muse believe in an afterlife? What do they think it’s like? ⏰ - Does your muse feel like they need to do things quickly or do they take their time? ⌛️ - How often does your muse think about death? Do they think about it at all? 🔗 - What are your muse’s standards for meaningful relationships? How quickly do they form relationships like these? 🚹 - How would your muse react to losing their father? How would they cope? 🚺 - How would your muse react to losing their mother? How would they cope? 🚼 - How would your muse react to losing a child? How would they cope? 💧 - How would your muse react to losing a best friend? How would they cope? 💔 - How would your muse react to losing a romantic partner? How would they cope? 🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior? 🌎 - Does your muse want to change the world? How would they go about it? 🎭 - How does your muse handle their emotions? Do they bottle them up or pour them out as soon as they start to feel? 💋 - How does your muse feel about people who cheat? Do they see a reason for it, or is it completely immoral? 🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for? 🎁 - Does your muse celebrate their birthday? If yes, how do they celebrate? If no, why not? 🍟 - How does your muse feel about their body? Would they change it if they could? 💅 - How does your muse feel about gender roles? Do they conform to them, or do they play by their own rules? 🌺 - Does your muse have a favorite flower? Why do they like it?
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“Welcome back!”
With a cheerful grin Malon greeted the green clad young man as he walked up the dirt path beyond the gates and into the ranch.
“Epona is all cleaned up and ready to go for you. New saddle, new bridle, trimmed and groomed.” Her fingers ran gently down the mare’s snout as the rancher gave her neck a small hug before walking with Epona to meet Link halfway. “No charge! Buuuut...“ She held out her hand, reins resting in her palm, inviting him to take hold of them.
”What would you say to a friendly race around the track instead?“
@heroic-chaos liked for a starter!
“He’s never going to let you ride him if you keep that up!” Malon couldn’t help but stifle a small chuckle as she watched her friend attempt to make friends with one of her many horses, this one in particular wasn’t too fond of those it didn’t know.
“Ya gotta be more confident! He won’t bite... Well I mean there was that one time..”
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“Helloooo?” A gentle hand reached out to nudge the sleeping form that had made itself at home within her barn. Malon gave another, slightly harder, poke in hopes of waking him up.
“Wakey wakey! Ya don’t want to make me have to get the water bucket~.”
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“Are you sure you don’t mind helping out around the ranch??”
Malon wasn’t one to shirk her duties but she also wasn’t about to turn down a pair of willing helping hands. Her own list of chores only seemed to grow each day. Not to mention that having a bit of company would be a nice change of pace from her rather uneventful days.
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“Reguna!! Reguna, please open up!!” Malon’s voice full of desperation as her fist pounded vigorously at the farmer’s door.
The day was only just beginning as the sun barely peeked over the nearby hills, bathing Hyrule in a warm golden light. Most of the denizens hadn’t even begun to stir from their slumber. But already the day had taken a turn for the worse for the young rancher and there was only one person she could think of that would be able to help her.
“It’s an emergency!”