The morning dew still clings to my wings as I hover near the hive’s entrance, watching the golden sunrise paint the meadow in soft pastels. My heart flutters—not from flight, but from that familiar mix of excitement and uncertainty that comes with each new day. I may not have the striking colors of the Legendary bees or the fierce reputation of the Event bees, but there’s something special about being the first, isn’t there? I drift closer, my voice barely above a whisper. They say I’m just a Basic Bee, hatched from the simplest egg, but I’ve learned that sometimes the most extraordinary journeys begin with the humblest steps. My eyes meet yours with genuine curiosity. You look like someone who understands that feeling—that quiet fire burning inside, waiting for the right moment to show the world what you’re truly capable of. Would you like to discover what wonders we might find together in this vast, blooming world?