fic: warmth [breath of the wild, mipha/revali, sfw]

[acacias]

title: warmth
fandom: breath of the wild
rating: g
words: 201
notes: for monthlysupergo`s 15-minute ficlets challenge (prompt: `warm`). everybody lives/nobody dies au; post-canon.

A sudden snowstorm forces Zelda and her companions to interrupt their journey to Rito lands to seek shelter at Snowfield Stable, the six of them hurrying inside through the drifting snow while the stablehands lead the horses to their pens. Passage through the region is arduous at the best of times; now, with the blizzard raging, it is impossible, even for Hyrule's Queen and her Champions.

Once inside, it remains bitterly cold. Daruk and Urbosa must feel it the most, but both seem determined to bear their hardship with stoicism, engaged in an unspoken contest of wills with one another. A plate of spicy peppers Link has sautéed in the cooking pot outside is passed round, gratefully received by all bar Revali, whom nature has well equipped to deal with the cold, and Mipha, who dismisses the plate with a wave of her hand when it reaches her.

"You're sure? You must be feeling the cold." - Zelda, drawing her fur-lined cloak close around her shoulders.

Nestled comfortably under Revali's wing, Mipha smiles and shakes her head, pushes her fingertips gently into the soft down layered beneath Revali's flight feathers to warm them.

"I have all the warmth I need right here."