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Mahon had the hiccups and was now coughing. Keon was trying to do... something, but he couldn’t move with me tangled up in his wing and maybe his neck, and now myotherwing membrane was trapped on his horns, and holy shit,that hurt.
Time to...shrimp.
Orslither.
I squirmed forward. The scales along my belly closest to Keon got some grip, and Icrunchedthose ab muscles to pull myself forward. At the same time, I pushed as much of my upper body and chin into his scales as I could manage and sort of ground on him drunk girl dancing style.
As more of my body climbed Mount Keon, I moved faster and faster, and my trapped wing was freed, sliding neatly back along my spine of its own accord. He twisted his neck around and shoved his head as low as he could manage, so my wing membrane slid neatly over his horns, and that wing retracted.
Then it was just wriggling my way over his spine finlets, and taking the slope of his hindquarters to slither into the dirt. I was able to slither a bit away in the fallow dirt before I got stuck in a rut of my own creation. I could not slither in the dirtat all.
Keon got up and the rest of me fell into the dirt.
I gathered myself. Time for therealtest. Closed my eyes.
Couldn’t do it. Stuck in dragon form.Again.
Fuck.
I wrestled myself into cobra-pose.
I chirped.
Tried to saystuck. It instead came out assqueak squeak.
I was a mighty world-shattering Chaos dragon that everyone feared, and Isqueaked. Church mice would have laughed at my fearsome threats.
Mahon was wheezing and hiccuping.
Keon shifted and his presence changed as the bulk of his mass shiftedinward. “Try now.”
Chirp chirp.
I pulled the magic inward, and the box flipped again.
I dropped to my knees in the dirt.
Holy shit. Mission accomplished!
Keon swept me up and spun me around. “Do you realize what you did?”
“Managed tonotblow another crater into the ground?”
“You were breathing on your own.”
I froze and processed this information. “Wait, are you sure?”
“Yes. Breathing well enough to imitate a desert rain frog.”
“What’s a desert rain frog?”
His grin widened and shifted to complement the wicked twinkle in his gaze. “Look it up. But you were breathing on your own for at least part of it.”
Mahon coughed, cleared his throat, and said, “A few more times. Just to practice the shifting.”
“I think we can stop while we’re ahead,” Keon said to him.
“And how many pups have you raised to adulthood?” Mahon asked with one brow raised.
