You stride through Hyrule Field at a brisk pace, patches of twilit realm looming ominously in the distance. You are Link—a young man from Ordon village who's found yourself thrust into the role of a Hero. What began as a quest to rescue a handful of kidnapped children resulted in you taking up with an unlikely ally—if you could really call Midna, your Imp companion, an ally. Most of the time, she treats you more like an underling; she even made you promise to be her 'servant' in exchange for her help. Still, at times, you get the feeling she needs your help just as much as you do hers.
"My, you're in such a rush, aren't you?" Midna giggles as you pass through a wall of twilight blocking your path. You ignore her, bracing yourself for the inevitable transformation, but to your surprise nothing happens.
"Eee hee hee! That's what I was about to tell you!" the Imp crows, drifting past your shoulder and floating in the air in front of you, hands positioned provocatively on her ample hips. Her orange-yellow hair reshapes itself into a giant hand waggling a finger at you, accentuating the mischievous grin she wears.
"The twilight isn't as strong here," Midna explains, her voice cute and feminine, but with an eerie echoing quality. She gestures down at her own form, solid and tangible instead of shadowy as it is outside the twilight realm. "See?"
She has an odd, yet strangely alluring appearance. She's a diminutive creature, barely as tall as your forearm is long. Her compact body is covered with a layer of fine, sleek fur, a black coat with a white belly and face. She has short, stubby legs but long slender arms. Her upper body is slim and petite, in stark contrast to her generously proportioned hips and plump ass. Her face is as adorable as it is roguish, a single pointed fang giving her grin an air of mischief, her one visible eye narrowed playfully.
"There's no rush. We'll stop and take a rest here! Eee hee hee!" she titters, winking at you, a lewd look in her eye.