Painting Heroes [Solo, WIP]

I'm still PAINTING, flowers for you  On this particular day, it was sunny and bright. To be honest it was just like one of the days that Myraid enjoyed. The second she looked out of her room inside the academy and saw the bright blue expanse that was the sky she knew that today was a day to go out and go painting. She got up and put on an old T-shirt and some old jean shorts. It was still spring, but things where always nice on Skyloft. Always warm no matter what, one of the wonderful gifts from the goddess herself that someone like her would be able to live on an island like this. To be honest she and her family seemed to be the only Kokiri around, and Myraid never really knew why. But apparently it has to do with Kokiri being from the surface and her mother having a long line of Kokiri that had come up here or something. Whatever it was honestly Myraid didn't let it bother her much, after all she wasn't alone Myreen was here with her and it was fine! Putting her long red hair up into a pony tail , Myraid stared at the mirror. She wasn't looking very attractive, but that wasn't the point of today, today was to do her favorite hobby that, with school, homework, and her part time job she never really had time for. She looked over to her bag that had all of her paints inside of it, along with plenty of canvases, she would always buy some when she got the chance and had stocked up plenty over the years. Myraid smiled softly at the bag, as she picked it up and put it's strap over her shoulder it'd been so long. since she'd held her bag like this. Spinning around, she walked to the door and placed a hand on the knob, then swiftly walked out the door with confidence in her step. No one was out and about, which wasn't a surprise. It was very early in the morning and Myraid figured she'd be alone this morning. But painting in the quiet was the best thing for her. Walking towards the kitchen she did pause and walk in, grabbing some bread to snack on and then opened the big door and stepped outside into the sunlight.  Looking at the sky she saw a few loftwings already flying high in the sky. The birds where always awake early and eagerly flying. She knew her own Artimis would be among them. But as she scanned the sky she wasn't in her immediate view, but Myraid knew that she'd be fine. She walked down the steps, she was going to go to one of the ports to draw, normally seeing the bright blue expanse of the sky helped her muse flow. She knew that she would have a lot of muse to vent out but still the blue sky would help, even if she knew that they didn't like people hanging out by the edge of Skyloft Myraid would be careful, she knew she would. Myraid walked along the paths, and just listened to nature, the wind, loftwings, the small animals running along the ground. This was the best part of early morning was just listening to the different sounds you didn't get to hear when most people where actively running around. Not that the sounds of activity and life in the town was nice, but hearing the small noises the stuff you didn't normally hear was even better. Finally Myraid reached the small wooden overhang, and sat down on the edge, her thin legs where hanging over the side. The fear of height had left the small girl a long time ago, as most of the people on the island had also had the same effect. Getting on a loftwing is scary the first time, but soon you realize that your Loftwing wouldn't ever let anything happen to you. Soon that trust overcomes the fear and you're okay. Myraid opened her bag and looked inside, pulling out a few brushes and all her colors. Now it was time for her to decide what she wanted to paint. Sometimes this was the hardest part, but well.. Myraid typically only painted one thing but today it might be a good idea to change it up. Afterall this was a new day and the first time she's been able to paint in awhile, but how she would change it up was the hard part. Though she knew she'd probably end up just painting another Loftwing again, giving it some thought was always nice. Myraid thought and though, until actually a new idea hit her. She thought about the legend of old that she was always told, and smiled softly. Yes, she shall pain the hero of legend and the goddess. It was a new project and one fit for a change of pace then what she was normally used too. It was a good change coded by electric of gs