Art© bright starYou find yourself walking down the streets off San Francisco,
watching Plumies busily hurry past and cable cars screeching and footsteps running.
Suddenly, soft sweet song floats through the air,
along with a delicate strumming of an acoustic guitar.
You desperately try to look for the Plumie singing and playing the guitar.
By looking around you find the singing sound-
it comes from a brown colored Plume with colorful accents
and a small accessory made out of lace in her hair.
You examine her quietly-her delicate paws strum the strings gently,
but you realize the owner of these paws ,the player of the guitar,
seems to be a bit...pudgy. More weight-y than average Plumerians.
You look up at the female playing the song just as she finishes.
You then toss a few dollars into the inside of her velvety case
as she look up at you curiously, her head tilted to the side.
The street performer flashes you a grin.
"Hello! Nice to meet you! I'm November! I'm just an average Plumie looking to make it big!"
________________________________________________♫O C C U P A T I O N♫November owns a small music store in San Francisco called Fantasic Forte,
where she sells instruments, as well as gives private lessons.
Bruce first showed her to the guitar,
before his mental illness prevented him
from doing anything without a struggle.
November eventually learned she had a knack for it,
and played in her school talent show at 14 years old,
with Bruce quietly cheering her on.
Ever since she's loved music.
November stumbled across and old sweet shop-
the space was for lease-and she bought it
soon fixing it up, and she's been
running it quite smoothly.
She often plays guitar and
sings song requests from people outside her
shop when she isn't working.
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Art© bright starNovember was once like her sister Catfish as a young Plume.
She was reckless and generally didn't care what anyone
thought about her. But that all changed when she saw a
tiny little plumie trying to play guitar in music class.
Her little paws padded up to him. "Do you need some help?"
she asked curiously. He looked at her furiously.
"N-no! I don't! Stop asking m-me! I c-can do it m-myself."
With a scowl on his face he tried to hold the guitar,
but November saw he was a bit nervous.
Once he realized he couldn't do it, he sat back with a tired look on his face.
November's eyes lit up. "No, it's okay! You can ask for help every now and then."
November smiled at the other Plumie. The male Plumie smiled back,
lightening up a little bit. "I'm November." she grinned.
"What's your name?' "I'm B-Bruce." the other Plumie stuttered.
November hugged him gently. "I can see that we are going to
have so much fun together."
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11 years later, November had unpacked her bags in her college dorm,
a bit anxious to meet her roommate. November sat on her bed delicately
strumming the guitar strings to an old lullaby Cressida had sung to her
as a child. Suddenly, she heard a knock and she put the guitar in it's case
and opened the door. In front of her was a sandy-colored plume
with blue and white hair. It reminded November of toothpaste.
"Hello! I'm Kassia!" the Plumerian said.
"Hi there. I'm November!" they shook hands and
talked for a while. Turns out Kassia liked music
almost as much as November did. Oh,
this was going to be a ride.
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Is it true? I am I in love with Kassia? November thought
to herself. No way Kassia would approve. After all, they were
just friends! No. It's worth a shot, right? Kassia knocked on the door
to their room. November opened the door with a smile.
"Hey, Novyy! I just got my paycheck! Wanna go out to eat?"
November grinned, "Of course! But, well, I need to tell you something."
Kassia said, "Well, make it quick!" November shook her head.
"No, it's not that easy to say." The excitement vanished from
Kassia's eyes. "Oh?" She sat down on the bed with November.
November swallowed nervously. "Well... I-I wanted to say..."
A look of warmth crept into her eyes. "I love you. I-I know
we are just friends...but I fell in love with you about 2 months ago.
and I didn't know how to tell you...until now." A smile crept on Kassia's
lips. "You know what I say to that?" She jumped on November
and gave her a peck on the cheek. "I love you too."
November giggled. Kassia reached for her keys.
"No. I'll drive. I insist." November said.
Kassia leaned her head against November's shoulder the whole way.
As a lover and a best friend.