He keeps the ever-present sparkle, now applied to resplendent silver scales. He is pretty small for a dragon, smaller than any they've met today, but not by much. His wings arch from his back and catch the light and scatter it in every direction; the translucent membranes cast dazzled half-shadows on the grass of the lakeshore. The long curve of his tail gleams like crystallized fire.
It's a bit much, but in kind of a glorious way.
He looks down at Kithabel with beautiful silver eyes and says, "...I'm still sparkling, aren't I."
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...turns into a mesmerizingly beautiful dragon.
He keeps the ever-present sparkle, now applied to resplendent silver scales. He is pretty small for a dragon, smaller than any they've met today, but not by much. His wings arch from his back and catch the light and scatter it in every direction; the translucent membranes cast dazzled half-shadows on the grass of the lakeshore. The long curve of his tail gleams like crystallized fire.
It's a bit much, but in kind of a glorious way.
He looks down at Kithabel with beautiful silver eyes and says, "...I'm still sparkling, aren't I."