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((Been quite some time since my last story, eh? Sorry about that. Muse is a fickle bitch. I did warn you all though. Now, anyways, I wished to address something a lot of people have commented/requested on; I DO NOT NEED A PROOF READER. When my muse is in full swing, I proof read properly. If not, it's half-assed. I shall deal with the reprecusions of not correctly proof-reading my stories. Regardless, story time. Zato, Da'karians, story, etc Copywritten to me. Enjoy.))

Zato's ass hit the ground like a rock and he sat there, staring upon what he could only call his spirit, his mind completely shutting down from the realization of it all. He did not know how he knew of this stuff but he did. Since he was but a hatchling he had knowledge unsurpassed. He knew of battles he never fought, he knew of people he had never met. He even asked his mother about a fight between his father and herself they had two weeks prior to his laying!

His head gave a few hard shakes as he heard a series of snaps followed by the waving of the bitches hand.

"Awww...I knew you loved me, however my name is actually Bitzala. Mistress, is what you shall call me, because in a few short months your body will become mine. I just need you to keep it in good condition until then. Now-" She was cut off as he forced his tail to swipe at the illusion cast forth, causing her eyes to snap open.

"I will do no such thing you bitch! I know of you, how I do I don't know, but I do! I know you seek only destruction, chaos, death! I am a Black Dragon, this might be true to their name by human standards, but I will not be the vanguard of death! My body is my own! I will not allow some...THING to control me!"

His eyes focused on hers and a clear reaction from her was read; Shock. She was shocked. Was this really a shock? Did all dragons cursed with the sin give into it? Was he the first to do it or something? It didn't seem nor feel like it was anything special...

"You ignorant little reptile! Why I should-"

His eyes narrowed as her shape faded into nothing, vanishing before his eyes. Another action he knew nothing of and simple ignored it. It was quickly dawning on him he should just ignore how he knew everything he did and just go with it. It was becoming far too aggravating otherwise and he could never answer all of the questions that constantly arouse when he sat there for days on end thinking things over. She vanished. He knew it, it happened. She had shut up now, he was happy now...least, Happier.

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A few days passed with little to no events revolving around the thing in him, a little talking from her, or a snide remark now and then but nothing more. It actually got to where he could go day to day where he wouldn't hear a thing from her, not even those snide little remarks. Though as the days began to turn into weeks, her presence felt....gone. No voice, no snide comments, no talking, nothing.

And around the same time he noticed an increase, or rather decrease, in animals around his home-cave. The once bountiful bucks now became scarce, does, mouse, even rabbits began to become less and less in number. However, he could not put a claw onto what was doing it. No branches snapped, no marks on the trees, nothing. Weeks after the first events of this...thing, he still had not seen hide nor hair of the creature, that was until one day.......

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"More and more I go by having to hunt piles of fish. Awful tasting things." Zato muttered to himself as he looked upon the massive pile of fish bones lazily thrown to one side of the hollowed out and smoothed down cave.

Those bones were the only thing in the cave, aside from various fits of dirt, or the occasional pockets of little critters that ran in to get a tiny bit of left over gut or scale. The one thing that stood out in his cave was the book, leaned up against a smoothed down wall, with its cover caked with dust. The one thing that....

His head shot up and looked to the entrance of his cave as a loud, shrieked roar came from the forest just beyond his view. He didn't know why but the tone of it, the pitch of it, caused his blood to boil and his wings to snap open. Before he even knew what he was doing, he was up and bolting out of his cave, heading straight to the source of that roar.

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A few close calls with low-hanging branches and a few newly fallen trees and he was at a clearing. As he burst fourth from the brush, he froze, as two sets of eyes settled on him. A pair of Sapphire coloured eyes and another of Ruby colour, both glaring at him with murderous intent.

"You! Male! Leave! This is not a battle for you to get yourself involved!" He looked to the source of that voice and fell upon the Sapphire eyed dragoness, as he now knew, which had scales just as brilliant as her eyes.

The only thing that mucked them was the heavy amounts of blood covering them, and from the various scents, it seemed it was her own. Yet, he could not for long as both began to growl at him, snapping him into action.

"I care not if this is my fight or not! You two are near my cave! This is my land! Take your fight somewhere else! I do not need useless souls around me!" His sentence ended with a roar of his own, one that made the earlier roar seem nothing more then a pip from a bird.

Both dragoness' lowered down and backed away before the Ruby eyed dragoness sprung forward. Without even thinking, he ducked his entire body to the floor with his tail swinging up, smacking the dragoness directly over the muzzle before he swung his head up and back and bit down into her tail. When his bite locked, he swung with all his weight and slammed the first dragoness into the second, then let go of her tail. Once more, actions he did not know how he knew, but he did.

"I do not want to fight! Leave! Now! I want peace and quiet! I want to be left alone!" He did not roar this time, but simply growled a deep, resonating growl as both dragoness' scrambled onto their limbs and bolted for the tree line on the other side of the clearing.

He was thankful they left and simply let out a sigh while he gave a little lick along the blood dripping from his maw. A warmth made itself known in his throat as he swallowed it down and couldn't help but give a deep rumble to the taste. His eyes snapped open a moment later and he shook his head hard to get rid of the thoughts that were beginning to float into his mind and spat out what blood remained in his maw, before making a hasty return to his cave.

Little did he know, that a number of figures were watching from the cover of the forest, and the blood on his maw along with the scents of the fighting dragoness' had done wonders to hide their presence, and all of them bore a wicked grin upon seeing him,especially one that was already withdrawing from the others with utmost haste.

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Once more peace dawned upon him and he spent day to day lounging in his cave, much easier to do now that more and more food was beginning to make it's way back into his territory. It was a small territory, he knew that much, but it held a vast amount of food for only being the size of a lake or so, since it was not too far away WAS a lake.

Day to day was normal. Wake, food, eat, lounge, food, sleep, repeat. It was...odd to say the least. He did next to nothing yet his size never changed. He half expected to be turned into a...well, a hippo, with no energy, yet his body stayed...fit. Regardless of that, he was just happy he HAD food to eat, he could care less about his body. Plus, it was nice and quiet around his home, his biggest plus.

After a few moments of enjoying said peace, he popped an eye open and looked to his left, to that dirt covered tome of a book and pondered reading it. He had cracked it open once or twice and only dabbled in various chapters. About how the curse came to be, a short history of previous Sin's and the damage they did.

"Hmm....you know what...." He mused to himself as he slowly stood up on his limbs, all four legs popping and giving a soft crack as he had been still for the better part of a day.

He gave a quick shake and moved over to the book, retrieving it, before plopping himself back onto his nest of foraged moss' and random "acquired" silks before opening the book and listening to the old cover crack as he did. With a quick flick of his wrist he was on the chapter he had thought of earlier and began to read the genders of each previous Sin. It dawned him then. All four sins before him had been Male, himself being the fifth. Was it just a fluke that no females had been born with Sin blood yet? All those thoughts jumped from his mind as he heard someone clear their throat, causing him to instantly turn upright while shoving the book behind a paw.

"Now now....no need for hostilities....I come here alone and unarmed...look." The rather....bold human stated to him as flames begin to lick from his maw, holding back a ball of flame for now.

He examined this...human and almost wanted to laugh. He stood there in a pure white silken robe with yellow trims, a skinny human if he had ever seen one, and looked at him with bright green eyes, almost a yellow. Long, flowing, white hair went down to his rear and clutched in a hand was a piece of parchment, though a lion head could easily be seen from his angle the other held a rather....crooked stick.

"I am Arch-Mage Drakonis from the kingdom of Freehaven. I am but a messenger sent to you by his majesty, I mean you no harm. If I had wished to attack you, you would be a pile of ash and scale right now, you useless mongrel." The mage stated with an eerie sense of confidence, but he paid it no mind.

"It is...rather bold for a lone human to walk into a Dragons den with no support. I shall assume you had a spell at the ready to blast me if I should try anything, or, you are nothing more then an illusion cast forth by the TRUE mage who is safely outside my cave, sent in to judge my hostility. If you wish to speak with me, send the real one in, or else leave me alone." Zato said while keeping the flame ball at the ready, thankful for his ability to speak without moving his maw.

It seemed said ability had the arch-mage curious, or simply seeing that he was a...."honourable" dragon, because his eyes opened a bit before the illusion faded, and with it the ball of flame in his maw.

"I must admit, most dragons would attack first, talk after. Or at least, feast later. I do not know many of you to be so...noble or respectful to give me a chance to talk." The mage stated as he slowly made his way toward him, looking exactly like the illusion save for a glowing ruby necklace. "However, I am quite intrigued that you both speak without using complete telepathy or moving that maw of yours, not to mention at how easily you seen my illusion for what it was." He said with a faint smile etched into his aged features.

"Luck. Now, just get on to why you came to my cave, make it quick, and then please leave so I may get some rest." Zato said with a rather bored tone, just wanting to be left alone once more.

"As you wish. I come here on request of his Majesty, King Freehaven. Our kingdom has fallen into war with our neighbors, The Olandians. Our army grows tired and exhausted and they push us back with each attack. We come asking for your assistance. The two dragoness' you seen earlier were two Mercenaries we hired, we want you to be the third, if you will allow it. Of course, you will be paid quite a handsome weight in gold, not to mention three requests from the king. ANY requests will be answered. Home, food, wenches, more gold, all will come with but a simple voice." The mage said while pacing side to side, arms moving to emphasize the effects he would have if he were to help.

Zato's response should have been instant, yet he found himself laying there before the mage, thinking. Pondering. A couple of humans wouldn't be hard to kill and then he would get some gold and not to mention three requests to be made to the thing....meaning he could ask for ANY payment he wished, on top of the gold. Something about this felt too good but then again, a kingdom on the verge of defeat did get..."generous". He could maybe even bold a request for a castle or old stronghold to make into a home instead of this hallow cave.

For some reason, while he thought, his eyes shifted over from the mage, onto the entrance of the cave where dark clouds were forming, before finally resting on the book. It was...odd for him to do so, but he didn't notice he was looking at it, he was still deep into thought. Then...the answer came.

"Yes...I will help you. Upon one condition is met." He said, drawing the mage to stop pacing and look at him.

"Your kingdom will provide me armour....the finest armour to be made, for I have none of my own." Zato paused for a moment before something dawned on him. "I will go to your kingdom on my OWN accord....when I WANT, yes, it will be well within the next couple of moons. Leave a map to get there."

Zatos eyes shifted to a soft glare as the mage pretty much lit up with excitement. Dragon or not, no human should be that happy, but he just pushed it aside. It was not worth the time to dwell upon the thoughts. This mage only provided a means to keep his mind off the understood. Plus, getting some things for his miniscule amount of time wasted would help things. He knew a lot of spells, combat styles, and various abilities he had. Hell, couldn't take more then what, a week?

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Thunder clashed loudly in the heavens as rain poured forth like a tidal wave, graying out the already darkened world to near nose-length sight. The only sounds where the wind that sounded like a Sirens screams, lightning that erupted in a brilliant flash of light, thunder that put marching legions to shame, and the thudding of the heavy rain fall.

"Of all days I choose to leave, I pick the one the Goddess hates...." Zato sighed to himself, his own voice barely heard above natures own.

He casted a glance back to his cave and could only smile. Even know, though he could not see it, he had caused the mountain to cave in so his cave would be unusable to any who would dare try to use it or any who might have been tracking him. Plus, it wasn't like he was losing anything, he had the only thing of importance to him. The Tome. Tightly sealed in a tiger skin and nested between his fore-legs, tightly tied around with some vines he had found.

A bright flash and the resulting clash of thunder caused his thoughts to run away as he brought his eyes up and gazed in front of him. It would be a long trek in this weather and he wasn't about to dare to fly in this storm. That'd just be suicide, since lightning loved dragons so much.

"Hmm...not going to make good time just standing around, am I?" He mused to himself as lightning struck once again, this time he simply ignored it.

As he began to make his way towards the kingdom, idly thinking about reading the map once more, he failed to take into account the pair of bright golden eyes moving from tree to tree, following him. The two glowing spheres moving from tree to tree, never once causing noise, least any noise that could be heard over the storm. Whatever it was, it benefited the most from Zatos rather sudden departure. Not only did the storm mask any noise the creature made, but it also hid it's scent from the dragon. Not even the best hunter could hunt in a storm.

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"Halt! What are you doing here, beast?!" A guard stated while clutching a spear tightly in his little hands, his companion to the other side doing the same.

"I was asked to come. Dra....zonis.....conis? The Arch-mage told me to come!" He muttered out, ignoring the failed attempts by the guards to intimidate him. Goddess above, they were only to the base of his neck, and he hadn't even stopped growing yet!

A silence fell thickly then with the guards just standing there, looking to each other. Did humans really hire guards that made Goblins seem like Arch-Mages? How could you feel protected with them guarding your gates.

"Say something else..." One of the guards said.

"Are you two really that simple minded? In under the time it takes you to speak a sentence, I could squish you both!" It was then he noticed. They were stalling because of how he talked. His maw only opening and not forming each word like their own. Oh Goddess above, was it THAT rare? ....for that matter, did anyone else talk like this?

"Royce....Charles....enough. My Father, the King, sent for him when he broke up the egg-mates." A soft, almost...feminine voice said...maybe it was just the tone....sounded like someone wanted to talk in a whisper.

Zato raised his eyes off the guards and had to stifle a deep, rumbling laughter. Before him stood a human with skin almost like snow! In nothing but a simple cloth around his waist! Oh by the goddess above! With hair just like skin that flowed down to his rear and he was clutching a...pink...leaf? Oh humans were such strange creatures!

"Aye, My Liege Prince. Please do forgive us for keeping him." Both guards moved to the side and Zato simply strolled in.

Upon moving through the gate-way, he froze. Before him stood rows upon rows of trees. Not the simple green and brown ones you see all over the place, but...pink and white ones. The leaves blowing in the wind and seeming to dance in the air before gracefully landing on the well cared for grass. He could hardly believe this was a castle, it looked...like paradise.

"I see you like the trees. They are called "Sakura" trees, or simply Cherry Blossom Trees. They are imported from an island to the far south. You will find they are all over the castle grounds and then some, even through out the kingdom. I am rather surprised you did not see any while coming to the Castle." The prince stated in a soft voice, idly catching a few leaves in his hand, causing Zato to just stutter a bit.

"I...see. They are....rather relaxing to look at..." He could not, for the life of him, take his eyes off the trees. Something about them just relaxed and comforted him to the core.

The human simply chuckled and made a rather bold move, least to Zatos mind. He reached out a hand and ran it over his muzzle, yet, instead of simply moving away like he thought he would, his response was quite shocking, even to himself. He Purred. Not some purr like cat, but a deep, resonating draconic purr.

"The girls like that as well....I am rather surprised at how I seem to sooth you Dragons." The human chuckled once more and Zato returned that with a snort.

"Regardless, we should get to Drakonis before he grows angry. It's bothersome listening to that old man complain.Oh, lord, I forgot. Please do forgive me for not mentioning it earlier, but Drakonis wishes to speak to you before you meet with my father." The human said as he motioned to a large wooden door, with two armoured guards standing to either side, spears clutched tight in there hands.

Zato simply motioned with his head for the Prince to lead and that he did, himself taking place behind the fleshy thing. It was odd, this prince seemed...odd. Something just wasn't settling into place about him. He seemed too confident, too relaxed, lax. It just seemed like nothing was on his mind yet everything was. How can a human carry themselves in a way many a Elder has tried long and hard to do before earning their own title? Plus, how many humans would so casually PET a DRAGON?!

"Here we are, dragon. Drakonis shall show you the way to the Throne Room once he is finished talking to you." The prince said as Zato gave a few blinks, his snout but a few inches from the thick wood of the door, which smelled oddly of roses.

Both guards bowed and moved to the sides as the door opened, a loud, groaning creak making itself now as the door moved by seemingly phantom hands. Ah humans, only they would use magic to open doors. Goddess forbid you use your hands for that simplest of actions. Regardless, he pushed all those thoughts aside and pushed his way into the doorway, having to crouch and lower himself to do so with his wings tightly clutched to his back.

It was at that moment in time, half of him inside the tower and half outside, that he seen the rouse. It was far too late to defend himself though. Thick, steel, shackles instantly snapped to his rear legs by the guards as his front legs found themselves sealed in another pair, magically sealing themselves while runes blazed to life, clearly warding any magic attempts before he tried. Yet, that wasn't his only defense. His maw opened a few inches and he began to charge yet another fire ball, licks of flame escaping it.

"I would not do that if I were you. This tower is ancient and rarely maintained....a rouge fireball of that strength could bring it crashing down." A voice said on the wind and he simply ignored it.

Yet, it seemed the source of the voice would not have this tower destroyed, and a strong gust of ice cold wind rendered his fireball useless. A deep, resonating growl made itself known now as he scanned the dark room before him, thankful for his crystal clear night-vision now. Yet, nothing was there. The Tower was empty. Stone, stone, and more stone. No windows, no tables, no chairs, nothing. Not even a spider was in this place.

"I see you noticed the...barren state of abode. You see we mages like using other dimensions and realms to keep our items safe, right now I am standing right in front of you and you can not see me, nor could you hurt me if you tried. Same for myself, actually." The mage stated, making Zato feel disgust. Coward, hiding from him.

"Now now, I do this for your own good. It seems your kind played a cruel, cruel joke upon you. You see...." The mage trailed off as a light flashed in the darkness, causing Zato to shut his own and cringe as a resonating sound reverberated off the stone walls, making his ear-holes burn from the irritating noise.

Not long after that, the world and sounds around him vanished.

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"Are you sure that was needed? I know you told me about the Spell and how it'd undo their effects....but the rest seemed heavily unneeded.....the beast looks like a human now! You tore off it's wings! What use is it now? Dragons are known for their aerial skills!" A man yelled, wearing typical Regal clothing, showing himself to be the king.

Drakonis, for the most part, had been ignoring him and his ranting for the better part of the day since he had knocked the dragon unconscious. Sure, the beginning he had only mentioned the spell and a "bit" of needed cuts. However, new thing upon new thing showed itself after. He had found out that, while chopping off the dragons wings, that the wings and tail were a weak spot for said dragon, but he had deduced that something with a soul must touch there, or something with a soul holding an object had to touch there, for example a person cutting the wing with a knife. Now he knew the blacksmiths needed to make thicker armour for the wings, when they grew back of course. Something that the oh-so-nimble minded king had yet to take into mind.

"My Liege, please do understand, all that I did is to make this dragon a far better weapon then you had intended. What you brought me, something NO ONE in this castle must know, is a Shi'nu Nalay. The VERY dragon we forced upon the Da'Karian's four thousand years ago, during the Great War. This...beast has the potential to lay waste to your enemies AND the Da'Karians." Drakonis said as he circled around and covered Zatos shape with a cloth for now.

The King, whom had to mentally re-boot after the news, pondered for a moment. Da'Karian...just the name made his teeth grit. His line had ALWAYS been in power, his line LEAD the charges in the Great War...so many people slaughtered at the end of Da'karian swords, spears, bows, teeth and claws. Fathers crushed beneath their massive paws, swung into the forests by their tails, or lifted into the stars above only to fall to their deaths, normally beside the General of the human forces. Oh...so much revenge had to be taken upon those damned beasts...

"But not yet, my liege. Remember, we must bide our time well. We can not attack them in a rush of ancient fueled anger, it would only lead to our lose once more." Drakonis stated as he watched gentle little shifts under the cloth.

"Now my king, return to the thrown room! Our...quest is waking." Both simply grinned as the sounds of soft rattles and clanks sounded before the king turned and left, hoping in the back of his mind Drakonis didn't muck up his plans.

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A groan left Zatos maw as he shifted and squirmed, conscious being a fickle bitch while taking it's sweet time returning to him. For quite some time he just shifted, most things not clicking, until it all hit him like a club. He shot up but found himself chock with a sharp "Snap!" sounding out as a rope and collar stopped him from moving, causing him to ack to himself...though it sounded much...much softer.

"I see you are awake...good...now, before you go about roaring and shooting off fire, let me explain." A voice to his left said and turned, instantly locking eyes with Drakonis.

"What have you-!" His voice dropped short as his eyes opened wide in shock.

Feminine! He had the voice of a female now! What in the Goddess' name had happened! His eyes instantly turned to his body, covered in the cloth, but even just the outline he could tell something horrible had taken place. Yet, Drakonis seemed to tune in on this, and casted the cloth to the side. FEMALE! He was a female now!

"You turned me into a female! How could you do this!? What benefit do you sick, disgusting humans get turning a male into a female!" He...she roared out to him.

"No, not turned into. We made you what you really were. You were only a male by illusions and some heavy runes placed upon you. You, my Naive dragoness, have ALWAYS been female. If you do not believe me...well, there is nothing I can do to persuade you to truly believe me. However, I wish to ask you a few questions." Drakonis spoke, with a voice that hid nothing, showing Zato the horrid truth, yet something SCREAMED at her not to believe it.

"Fine....ask your questions...." She spoke, still registering this all.

Born a female but it was hidden? Could magic truly hide it? The scent, the body, the actions, the voice?

"Are you Da'Karians still ruled by a Queen, headed by a Elder Council? Whose magic prowess would entail them the actions that you are, seemingly, having a hard time believing?" Drakonis said as he slowly, and cautiously, began to unbuckle the clasps on Zatos wrists and ankles.

"Yes...we are." She muttered.

"Were they around when you were born?" He asked as he took a few steps back, while Zato rose off the stone slab she had been laid upon, now realizing it was covered in Da'Karian Runes.

"Yes. My Mother spoke about them having helped her lay me since she had lost consciousness." She spoke, not even realizing how open she was being at the moment. Ignorance for the questions playing a huge part in it, while still focusing upon her new body.

"Now...do you know you are a Shi'nu Nalay? In addition, what it means to be born a FEMALE one at that?" Drakonis spoke as he bent his old frame over, and with a grunt, lifted up the book Zato had been carrying.

Zato looked upon the book for a few moments and sighed. She knew she should be lashing out, fighting what had happened. However, for the life of her, she could not find out a reason TO fight this. Something about it all felt right. Like it was suppose to be. Even since her first days being in that male body felt like a lie. It would explain the oddities of her life thus far as well, least, she hoped it would.

"I do." She stated coldly, she did not like remembering that fact.

"Good. Now, surprisingly enough, you seem to be taking these changes without a complaint. So, you either must be very accepting of them. Or, you truly believe me about this matter. Now, as you know, a female Shi'nu Nalay does wonders keeping her body under control instead of letting the demon itself control it, while having the power of both to command. Now, if you were TRULY male, you would have lost control to your demon some time ago." He stated and laid the book upon the stone slab Zato had once been strapped to while her eyes went wide.

THAT! That was the reason that bitch was so shocked! She was not shocked because she had fought back, but because she couldn't take control over her body! Because she was truly a she! No wonder the bitch had been so quite....she was losing strength over her....perfect.

"I see from your face that you do NOW believe. Now...shall we begin upon what you are expected to do now? I can't keep the king waiting long, and he does truly wish to meet you." He stated while attaching various little things to the book, looking somewhat like what a satchel would have.

Zato simply nodded while Drakonis smiled.

"Excellent! But first you must truly want to see the true you, here." He spoke with an eerie joy and snapped his fingers, a mirror appearing before her.

Something made her want to laugh about it all. Here she was, now a she, but yet she wasn't shocked. Nor scared, nor even worried about it all. It felt right, evidence showed that life had MEANT for her to be a female, but the Elders must have intervened. It would explain things. She shook her head to clear her mind for now, she'd ponder the events later.

Though, upon looking into the mirror, she couldn't help but blush. That was the first thing she noticed, blue. Normal souls would have blushed red, or some form of red, hers was blue. Then, she noticed her eyes. Everything black save for her slits, right green, left blue, nothing new there truly. However, they just seemed to...stand out more now. Further up she noticed a stark white..mane? hair? She wasn't too sure, but it was white as freshly fallen snow with blue streaks in it. Her six, long, gently sweeping horns were still in place along with the row of spikes along her back, all a bright sky blue, all of which were still in place. Yet, a feature she noticed had seemingly re-awakened. With a tensing of a few choice muscles, they laid flat. Flexed the same muscles, they stood up. For now she allowed them to lay down while she examined herself once more.

Her eyes shifted to her chest and a paw lifted up to rake along the thicker plate scales there, each one going shoulder to shoulder while gradually shrinking in size before thinning out where her...vent would be, all of which stayed blue, just like her body scales had stayed black. Vent? Yes...she "felt" one there, but why could she not see it? Maybe those protective scales some females have to protect their vents from the elements, thought for another time.

Her mind resumed upon her new shape. She had gone from a majestic feral to a seemingly human-ish body, thankfully without those mounds of fat on her chest. "Breasts" she believed they are called, but regardless, she didn't have them, thankfully. Also, she seemed to be...what was the human term for it? Lean? Not...skinny, or tiny, but...how would a human put it....a trained body? Least she wasn't one of those overly sized humans who were walking mountains with the mental capacity of a rock.

Her tail curled around now, as did her wings, drawing her attention to both. They both stayed relatively the same, thankfully. Both were over-sized, something her mother had commented on once before, that her wings and tail were for "Transporters" or in their tongue "Nu'la's". Extra wing length and width for longer flights while allowing heavier loads, and a longer tail for better balance. Also, her wings changed in appearance a bit as well. The "fingers" in her membrane were now clear, almost completely see through, with the little claw at the top of the wing gone. Oh thank the goddess for that, she always seen that claw as an ugly thing.

Pushing those thoughts aside now, she shifted her stare to Drakonis, who, for reasons unbeknownst to her, had a stare of utter and complete shock on his face.

"What is it, Drakonis?" She mused out, pausing her self examination for the moment.

"We...had cut those off...in a span of a few seconds, and seemingly no notice to you, they regrow...seemingly from your shadow....I...hadn't even finished the re-growing spell yet..." He said in a completely baffled voice while his eyes scanned over her wings and tail time and time again.

She just shrugged it off. If they HAD truly cut them off, as he stated, they'd still be gone, no? For now, that would just be pushed to the back of her mind with so many other things. Now, she just wanted to see her how her legs looked, to which she returned to the mirror once more.

"Well...that's rather boring..." She mused sadly to herself.

Her legs looked like a feral still. Thick thigh muscles with the rest thinner, but still strong. That was a plus, at least. At least she didn't have human-like feet. Regardless, she looked down to her toes and giggled. Four toes, eh? Well, that was still the same as well. Slowly, and carefully, she lifted a foot up and seen she didn't have pads, like most of her kind. Good. She giggled once more, enjoying the sound, before looking back into the mirror and opening her maw. As she did, she fell silent.

The inside of her maw was sky blue, just like her plate scales, and she let her tongue hang out of her maw. It hung at roughly a foot long, long, slender, with a forked tip. It too was a sky blue. Hmm...her insides were blue as well now, eh? Regardless, her mind now drifted to something she noticed a bit earlier. Her fangs. They were now ALL pointed, with a pair tucked away beside her others. Ah, yes...she got those two from her mothers blood line, as a human would call them, "Viper" Da'Karians. She couldn't truly recall their name in her own tongue at the moment, mainly due to paying more attention on her body.

Wonder what other changes had taken place....and would take place...this should be interesting....

To Be Continued.....