[center][color=#40C4FF][h2]Belladonna[/h2][/color][/center]
[center][color=#40C4FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] [color=#CFD8DC] Morning 
[color=#40C4FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] Forest near Roshmi 
[color=#40C4FF][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@princess] Malachi | [@13org] Myra | [@helo] Valok | [@Eviledd1984] O'ner
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[color=silver]Belle watched the Dark Elf approach her. Tense, she readied herself in case he was a threat. Instead of being one, he offered her food. Skeptical, she watched him take a bite to show it wasn’t poison. She watched for any signs of distress, but found none. Sighing, she managed a sweet smile, then accepted the food. Hell, it looked disgusting; however, she had eaten worse on Earth. There had been times she’d gone days without eating. Here in this dangerous world, she needed her strength. 

[color=#40C4FF]”Thank you.”[/color] She glanced at Malachi with concern as she began to nibble on it. Belle pulled it away from her face and managed a genuine smile. It reminded her of the scene from the Lion King. She fought to keep her expression neutral and not give away too much. Did Elves regularly eat these things? [color=#40C4FF]”Slimey, yet satisfying. Thank you.”[/color] 

She glanced at Myra and the wizard, but remained silent. For now, the company seemed pleasant and not threatening. Not wanting to get involved in too much chatter, she silently followed Malachi and kept pace with him. Whether or not they were allies was their decision to make. She knew well enough that true colors showed themselves on their own. The white creature seemed innocent enough. The Dark Elf and wizard though were in her peripheral vision. They’d gone from two carry on travelers to three now. What a lucky group they were. She knew there was strength in numbers too.

Belle looked at Malachi and tapped the bow this time and raised her eyebrows. Her expression briefly showed her thoughts; concern and anxiety briefly. She glanced back at the bow and tilted her head to one side, silently asking for it. She glanced sideways at their companions quickly then let her expression become neutral once more. Despite her prior thoughts, she knew she’d feel more comfortable with a bow. She remained silent and kept her neutral expression up and her eye on her comrades. [/color]