The sky was a beautiful clear blue, and the green grass rolled down the hillside to
the forest below, above and behind her lay the cave and a cliff wall. She eyed
the cliff, looking way up and noticing a nest high upon a ledge, she was in awe
with how small she felt and how huge the world seemed to be in this form, even
the grass was enormous it almost came up to her waist.
She peered down at the
forest, which looked freakishly large, and being a dragon she had never
really been in a forest, well she actually had been in quite a few of them over
the years but walking in them then would be much like walking in the grass now,
and there was no way she was going to enter the forest in this form, why, she
wouldn't be able to see a thing with all those trees towering overhead, never
mind if she came across a creature of some sort, how would she eat it? No fire,
no claws, no way.
A thought just occurred to her that being in this form that
she might be the food, she shuddered, no, she would have to climb the cliff and
maybe there was a bird she could eat that lived in that nest.
The cliff wasn't straight up and was angled enough to climb,
it wasn't very difficult once she figured out where her feet should go and it
was actually quite a lot like climbing as a dragon would, with its body low to
the rock with each movement a precise one, and soon she found she was actually
enjoying herself, the wind whipped at her and she moved with the grace of a
cat.
She soon found that she was near the top and far away from the nest which
was now far below her, so she started back down keeping the nest in sight, as
she climbed she felt a sharp pain in her...something, she looked down and for
the first time noticed she had two big fleshy mounds, they were the same things she had noticed before on the Fae statue,
the same things that she found so revolting she now had on her chest, and now a
sharp rock was pushing into one of them not breaking the skin but causing quite
a bit of pain none the less. She let go with one hand and tried lifting the
fleshy mound up and away with her hand, but it didn't move enough and she found
her patience wearing thin so she let go with her other hand.
Pain flooded her
fleshy mound thingy as it was the only thing keeping her attached to the sheer
cliff wall and she let out a roar (which sounded more like a womanly gasp) and
grabbed the sharp stone outcrop with her hand and busted it free in an instant.
Air whooshed suddenly and soon roared in her ears, she looked to the side and
saw the nest on the ledge blink by as she fell. It was at that moment she realized that she was
falling but all she had to do was spread her wings and glide, but nothing happened
when she tried, and she hit the ground with a hard thud.
