One Shadow

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Cambot rounds a corner and comes upon a small black and white imp who is running her hands all over herself as if to be sure that everything is there. She's breathing a bit fast as she looks around wildly.]

Link? Zelda? Where did he send me?

[Receiving no answers from the walls, Midna focuses on Cambot, scowling.]

Hey, you, what sort of place is this?

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[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Wow, Ammy is getting shades of Issun from this person. Well...at least a little bit. She just yawns in response...no, she's not going to talk. Ask her another question, though, and she'll likely draw you a reply.]

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Apparently talking isn't the dog's thing. Well, maybe dogs don't talk here, even though ponies do. She sighs. Might as well get another introduction over with.]

So do you have a name? Mine is Midna.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[At least not this wolf. Talk to Red, and you may get a different story. ...Just don't have him work the food synthesizer.]

[When asked for her name, Ammy takes one of her spare pieces of paper and paints 'Amaterasu' in Japanese characters before showing it to Midna. Maybe she'll get lucky and Midna will be able to read it.]

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Midna peers at the paper for a minute or so, then shakes her head.]

That's not a language I know.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy puts the paper down and sighs. She needs to learn how to write her name in the language most people here seem to be able to read.]

[But, she's used to nicknames, so she just sort of shrugs to show Midna she can call her whatever she wants. It can't be any worse than 'Treecrab,' anyway.]

Sorry, fixing icon.

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Midna considers it. She's never had to name anyone before.]

I guess I can call you Farora. Farore's the goddess people associate with writing or messages.

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Ammy smiles. That name is nice, and at least it's a god's name! Even though she's the god of the sun; painting is just part and parcel of that.]

[She figures she may as well ask Midna if she's seen this friend, too, and paints another picture:]

(http://tinypic.com?ref=5y8b5)

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Midna looks at the drawing, then shakes her head again.]

I haven't seen anyone like that. Are you separated from your friends too?

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[Well, it was a long shot, but she's not all the surprised. She nods...yes, she hasn't seen Waka or Issun or anyone at all since she's ended up here.]

[solmidna.livejournal.com]

[Midna pats Farora on the head. It seems like everyone here is in a bad position.]

[yabigfurball.livejournal.com]

[She accepts the pats, strange as the person is. She would explain more if she had anything to explain, but this place is still strange to her, too. She's seen one of those riffings, though.]