Purah fiddled with her wrench, her hands greased with inky black oil. She adjusted her glasses, crossing her arms as she stepped back to examine her work.

Purah was a genius Sheikah scientist, bright, outgoing, charismatic, intelligent, and extremely energetic. She tapped her baton to her head.

“Well, Zel, don’t stand there. What do you think?” Purah grinned at Zelda. She had finished something no one had EVER thought of; something called a vehicle. It had two wheels and nearly the shape of a horse, the head sculpted as such. It had handles and pedals at the bottom, probably to start up gas. Zelda had been the mastermind behind finding out about engines and how to fuel them; and Purah snatched that idea to create something. “I think I’ll call it the Master Cycle.” Purah declared, grinning madly and looking at Zelda in her emerald green eyes with her red ones.