So since about Friday or so I've been trying to remember to grab some screenshots of the fun I've been having so far! Unfortunately, I forget a lot because I'm distracted by emote mashing or pretty forest noises or otherwise. STILL! I think I've done a decent job. And now, to narrate!
After marvelous misadventures in the ways of spell casting, Bell had Quamar to thank in returning to her original pelt. The stunted antlers, the old gold fur and the crack whore voice of a mask were the ingredients fit for a grand romp around the ruins. And, nothing was complete without dancing! Bell found herself playing conductor, but with so many new faces her usually bubbly self seemed overloaded. No worries, she was soon joined atop her pedestal for some help from the recently introduced!
Sometime later, days infact, Bell found herself in the midst of a rut-riddled forest (and I definitely have a short story for that, later). Seeking feminine comforts, she opted for a more rambunctious set in the hopes of attracting some stud or another, or maybe she just wanted to show off. Whatever the case, Bell was quickly immersed in her fellow peacock-flaunting fellows. They all quickly learned that the bright turquoise and gem greens looked best when paired with the stark contrast of the Devout pelt, and spell casting ensued!
Lately, Bell had seldom found herself in the comfort of old friends but on one such night, this wouldn't be the case. The original doe, if you will, was quickly discovered by a very enthusiastic Bell. She and 21 (Ephra now?! I'm behind) attracted some fawns, but Bell had to retire early.
