by Starr
Nabooru helped Link fix up his nose, then started making lunch. Ember immediatley sat down next to Link, and started asking him questions.
"I thought Kokiri didn't grow up?"
"I'm not a Kokiri."
"But you look like one?"
"Exactly."
Ember saw a pack hanging down by his side, and opened it up.
"How come there's nothing in here?" Ember questioned, staring into the empty pack.
"Think of an item in your mind, and then reach in."
Ember thinks for a second, the shoves her hand in. She pulls out a longshot. Trying to figure out how it works, she puts her head up to the pack, and peers in.
"Where does all the stuff stay?"
"I really don't know."
"Ember! Link! Time to eat!" Nabooru yells from the kitchen. In the kitchen, Nabooru pours soup into three bowls.
"So...Nabooru, I didn't know you had a daughter."
"Well, she's not technically mine."
"Oh, so you're just raising her?"
"Yes."
Link looks at Ember, She glances back at him from the corner of her eye.
"Ember, use a spoon." Nabooru growls.
Ember picks up the spoon, the goes back to drinking out of the bowl.
* * *
Ember walks into her room, and flops down onto her bed.The cool nighttime air blows in through the window, making the room cold.
"How am I gonna prove to Nabooru that I'm strong enough to be a thieve? I know! I'll find the Spirit Temple that Nabooru is always rambling on about, and challenge Kotake and Konume."
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