>>5822827>20…And it was done.
With the last of your power, you cast upon Hershy <Cure Wounds>, sealing him better and more swiftly than any sutures ever could. You let the <calm> dispel, and he woke more immediately and fully than from any use of anaesthesia. There was no recovery time necessary, no gradualness to the change. He roused, and stood, and his eyes immediately opened wide with the unexpected sensation of difference. He spread his wings—still drab and mottled until his next moult, admittedly, but now larger and stronger than you suspected they ever had been before, and with greenish-gold membranes. Her lifted a head and turned it on a subtly-elongated neck, perceiving them with a newfound clarity—not sapience, but perhaps a mix of youthful awareness and something just a LITTLE closer to draconic thought…
And when he roared in triumph, it was with a bright flame that lit the room and force each of you to turn away from the heat and light.
(Admittedly, being the size of a rather small dog or large cat, it still was not much more than a loud and rattling croak)
“Well,” you said, breathing hard from the exertion, “there you—WOAH!”
Zith-Zi took you out at the waist, tackling your effort-enfeebled and elfin-thin frame to the stone floor with ease in spite of her smaller size. She squeezed you in a tight bare-hug around your midsection, saying nothing but burying her natty-haired head into your chest.
“You’re one a’ the good ones,” she said.
You…
>Returned the ‘compliment’, and hugged her back[You consider Zith-Zi a friend, and will remain such for years to come]
>Carefully extricated yourself from the awkward embrace[You did this for Hershy, not for Zith-Zi, who you regard as an ally of convenience at best]
>Kissed her[Last shot at romance with his character, but will affect other romance options in future]
