€So... I can't document the travels of our chosen lead, so I'll do a skip along time, alright Yggardael?=].
{Sure... but the minimum is four months and cinnamon waffles that you make? Ok?}.
€Sure. I'll get the waffles crispy and strongly-cinnamon flavored, just how you like em'=]
[Here we are. A 3-month timeskip. My siblings decided that I had to announce the time skip with giving Urraina the storage space and all, so yeah. I'm here.]
"WELL, that was intense. A lot less intense than the jungle but it's still a forest."
Urraina stumbles out of the forest with a few scars on her tail, arms, and back. She somehow ended up making some clothes out of the pelts, like a fur vest and shorts, her dress was made into a tank top and undergarments, so you can visualize it since it is far too late for me to find images.
So, now her body state was effected by the hormones of puberty as her body is trying to reach Urraina's mental state (24), and she went from :Flat is justice: to ;Medium is premium;, OR a c-to-d cup with thighs as thick as a strongman's arm (like mine \|.0.|/ ).
Her bodily features included the presence of more pronounced muscles, smaller tail fins and multicolored horns. That's right. Multicolored horns. There are only 5 layers of colors of purple transitioning to dark blue though since each layer equals a month. How I made this up? Blame my mind that snorted crab ash and cinnamon sugar while sketching. With burning q-tips dipped in nail polish remover as incense. Yeah. I'm not ok.
So, Urraina was deciding whether or not she should stay and a jungle, and promptly decided she should actually get more action socializing with sentient beings than being a literal lizard kobold in novels living in the forest.
She searched her body for the star-stone the mole-tree Yggdrasil [heeey!] gave to her, found the pesky little space rock, and crushed it.