Link hooked his foot in a small crevice on the mountain, turning back to help Zelda up.

Zelda’s hair had been tied up into a pony tail, her green eyes glittering with both nervousness and excitement. She was wearing tight clothes, just like Link, so she didn’t accidentally get hooked when climbing up the mountain. She had a harness that was attached to Link as they both climbed.

Link was wearing a headband to keep his hair out of his face and tight clothing for the same reasons. He was wearing gloves, his fingers were taped and chalked to help himself climb, and of course he was in front in case Zelda slipper or fell, so he could catch her and lead her up the mountain. He had a tank top on and short pants, with short, climbing shoes.

Zelda had been wanting to go rock climbing for a while, and Link was of course, the best option. Who wouldn’t ask the Hero of Hyrule to teach rock climbing? He had scaled canyons and mountains in minutes. He had fallen, but hadn’t given up. He was an expert; self taught.

The ray was nice, a few clouds gracing the sky and hiding the hot sun from view. A few sticky lizards were climbing the mountain and resting, enjoying the shade while it lasted before the sun came back out.