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Who: Persephone & YOU
When: A few days into the Full Moon
Where: Aefenglom & outside the city
What: Open log introducing Persephone in her full, dragon glory. Plus some closed prompts!
Warnings: None so far, will update as needed!

A.
[A new dragon has been spotted in the skies, in the early hours, flying in and out of the woodland outside the city. Of obsidian scales and wings of rose petals, it's a rather odd sight - especially since the dragon seems to be having some... trouble. Attempting to fly. Mostly she gets into the air before drifting pathetically back down again.

Obviously one of the Mirrorbound, achieving their second form and now trying to adjust to being ten times bigger and with wings for arms. She's at least keeping a wide berth of the city as she tries to practice with her new wings, having already caused enough of a ruckus when she found herself transforming suddenly in the early hours, as the moons shined brightly overhead.

And if anyone is in the forests, either venturing out or maybe to see what is up with that weird dragon, they'll find her as she rests - a bloom flowering in her right eye. When she notices she has company, she huffs a heaving sigh, wisps of fire trailing out, before she levels her sole eye on them - words coming out as a low growl. Unintentional of course, speaking in this form is also a new challenge she has been overcoming.]

I'm not causing too much of a ruckus, am I? I apologise, trying to adjust to this is proving rather difficult.

[She lifts her wings, before letting them rest back against her sides with another sigh. Even resting is an endeavour, with awkwardly sprawled limbs as she flops her head back onto the ground again. Truly a fearsome dragon...]

B.
[And said fearsome dragon needs to eventually head back into the city at some point - she's still at risk by the Cwyld and she would rather not hang around too long. With how she's having issues shifting back to her more humanoid form, she must make the venture back as a dragon - though rather than head to the house she shares with others, she instead heads towards the refugee area. She imagines some of the children would get a kick out of climbing all over a dragon her size.

And Persephone was right, as she now finds herself sitting within the camp as children gasp and laugh in glee, climbing upon the dragon as she sits patiently - talking in soft, rumbled words to the parents and elders. After everything that has happened, she figures a chance for the children to have fun would be a boon - along with the unspoken protection of a dragon.

Though not even her stalwart strength as a dragon can protect her from grabbing hands and pinchy fingers, yelping every so often when one tugs too hard on a wing... petal (???) or yanks on one of the spines on her tail. This is fine.]

No, no, don't touch that, it might be dangerous - Ow! [This is the bed she made and so she will lay in it. Even if she does cast any pleading looks to any other Mirrorbound nearby - she's actually good at the puppy-eye look, even when it's only one eye and she's a rather large dragon.]

C.
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