The angel continued to circle around Naiome as she changed forms. It was an unusual form, to say the least. Aolani had never seen a furred dragon--at least one that was fully furred. Small in size, good and agile from the looks of it. This could be serviceable... but the wolf form. That was news to her. Though it should have been obvious, and Aolani scolded herself for not thinking of it. Naiome was half demon. It was only natural that she'd have more forms than just dragon.
But perhaps what tugged at Aolani's heartstrings was how ashamed Naiome looked.
She stopped in front of the hybrid's face and reached out to stroke her cheeks, taking her draconic head and tilting it up so that Naiome couldn't avoid her gaze. "Never be ashamed of yourself," she said gently. Placing a hand on her own heart, Aolani continued, "There's nothing wrong with you. You are two creatures, dragon and demon. Be proud of that. Be proud of your lineage. You look like no one I've ever seen before, and that can be used to your advantage. Their split moment of hesitation at your form could be the difference between life and death; never be ashamed of who you are, Naiome. Being yourself is the greatest gift any of the gods could give us." The woman stepped back and smiled brightly.
"Allow me to show you what I mean."
Her form began to shift with dazzling light until a great serpentine beast hovered where Aolani had been. She was a massive beast, her lithe body covered in gleaming white scales that shimmered like ocean pearls. The rainbow hues of her hair transferred in both the mane that ran down the entire length of her body, as well as in brilliant markings that shifted and changed along the sides of her body. Her claws and spiraling horns were pearlized, shifting in color depending on the light, and the rainbow colored pearl rested on her chest, right as it did in her human form.
But perhaps the most striking thing about Aolani's dragon form was her wings; six massive wings were placed along her body at the shoulders, halfway down her back, and her hips, adorned with dazzling white feathers and surrounded by swirling gold rings. She truly looked like a steed of the heavens, sent down to breathe righteous fury onto the land.
"Only my brother looked like me," she said in a voice that seemed to echo. "And it's nothing to be ashamed of."
But perhaps what tugged at Aolani's heartstrings was how ashamed Naiome looked.
She stopped in front of the hybrid's face and reached out to stroke her cheeks, taking her draconic head and tilting it up so that Naiome couldn't avoid her gaze. "Never be ashamed of yourself," she said gently. Placing a hand on her own heart, Aolani continued, "There's nothing wrong with you. You are two creatures, dragon and demon. Be proud of that. Be proud of your lineage. You look like no one I've ever seen before, and that can be used to your advantage. Their split moment of hesitation at your form could be the difference between life and death; never be ashamed of who you are, Naiome. Being yourself is the greatest gift any of the gods could give us." The woman stepped back and smiled brightly.
"Allow me to show you what I mean."
Her form began to shift with dazzling light until a great serpentine beast hovered where Aolani had been. She was a massive beast, her lithe body covered in gleaming white scales that shimmered like ocean pearls. The rainbow hues of her hair transferred in both the mane that ran down the entire length of her body, as well as in brilliant markings that shifted and changed along the sides of her body. Her claws and spiraling horns were pearlized, shifting in color depending on the light, and the rainbow colored pearl rested on her chest, right as it did in her human form.
But perhaps the most striking thing about Aolani's dragon form was her wings; six massive wings were placed along her body at the shoulders, halfway down her back, and her hips, adorned with dazzling white feathers and surrounded by swirling gold rings. She truly looked like a steed of the heavens, sent down to breathe righteous fury onto the land.
"Only my brother looked like me," she said in a voice that seemed to echo. "And it's nothing to be ashamed of."
