Post by Cloudjumper on Feb 21, 2016 1:55:29 GMT 1
Nicholas was happy when he didn't have to be in his human form. While he had gotten very used to staying in such a state, he certainly liked his dragon form better, so he was happy when he could slip away from the town and transform himself into his proper, dragon body. He was a large creature, so of course he needed to be careful not to accidentally frighten anyone, but there was enough room around the town, but still within the barrier, for him to spend a little time to himself without fear of someone finding him and thinking he was some kind of threat. With all the monsters invading the town, it would definitely be a bad time to attempt explaining what he was to people.
He transformed himself with a cloud of red smoke, his form growing as human arms split into two pairs of massive wings. His neck grew longer, a tail extending from behind as his whole body turned vibrant greens, oranges and reds. His yellow eyes flashed as he raised his large head and let out a massive roar. Of course, he cut himself short, realizing that he probably shouldn't be shouting his happiness to the heavens.
Still, it felt nice to be in his proper form.
Snarling, the large creature pushed off the ground, swooping into the air effortlessly. He used just two of his wings, the other pair tucked at his sides. He only used those when he needed to- a normal fly required only two wings.
He decided to keep his flight short and only around the forest, so he avoided the chance of someone seeing him. Perhaps he ought to visit Rumplestiltskin at some point- allegedly he had the means to use great magic on people. There was a chance he could ask the man to give him something that would turn him invisible. Then he could fly all over the skies without worry.
But one thing at a time. Perhaps he would help with the Underworld problem first, and then try thinking about himself. To worry about his own concerns when those around him were suffering was a selfish thing indeed.
He soared just above the trees for a while, just enjoying the air until he finally needed to land again. Stomping down in a clearing, he hunched on his large back legs, his head tilting in an owl-like fashion as he looked around. Somehow, it felt like he might not have been alone there...
He transformed himself with a cloud of red smoke, his form growing as human arms split into two pairs of massive wings. His neck grew longer, a tail extending from behind as his whole body turned vibrant greens, oranges and reds. His yellow eyes flashed as he raised his large head and let out a massive roar. Of course, he cut himself short, realizing that he probably shouldn't be shouting his happiness to the heavens.
Still, it felt nice to be in his proper form.
Snarling, the large creature pushed off the ground, swooping into the air effortlessly. He used just two of his wings, the other pair tucked at his sides. He only used those when he needed to- a normal fly required only two wings.
He decided to keep his flight short and only around the forest, so he avoided the chance of someone seeing him. Perhaps he ought to visit Rumplestiltskin at some point- allegedly he had the means to use great magic on people. There was a chance he could ask the man to give him something that would turn him invisible. Then he could fly all over the skies without worry.
But one thing at a time. Perhaps he would help with the Underworld problem first, and then try thinking about himself. To worry about his own concerns when those around him were suffering was a selfish thing indeed.
He soared just above the trees for a while, just enjoying the air until he finally needed to land again. Stomping down in a clearing, he hunched on his large back legs, his head tilting in an owl-like fashion as he looked around. Somehow, it felt like he might not have been alone there...