[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/339cd402-4709-43b1-bb80-26bc84bcf2ee.png[/img] [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/42328e22-03db-4a4b-84c1-d6668390ae72.png[/img][/center][hr][b] [color=9e0b0f]Locations:[/color] Bldg 1, Tranquility Room → Bldg 1, Reception               [color=9e0b0f]Interactions: None[/color][/b][hr]
Getting to pet the spirit fox had been amazing. It was a memory Ryū would cherish for a long time to come, and she was actively planning to get to do it again in the near future. It was fun, learning and exploring new avenues of life in her small, squishy human form. She'd never have thought, mere centuries ago, that she would one day end up petting a pupper. But here she was. Then again, she'd never have imagined having to live her day to day life as a lowly human mere centuries ago, either. Life sure took its twists and turns. The dragon had no doubt in her heart that her time would once again come, dominating the lesser races - as was her birthright! But for the time being she would do the best with what she was given. And, turns out, it wasn't all so bad.

But having to slog around all day being small and squishy took its toll on Ryū. She needed to stretch her neck, whip her tail, flap her wings for a bit. Needed to occupy space. So she'd gone to the tranquility room to let the glammer slip for a bit. Being big felt good. Felt right. Being terrifying was her natural state, after all. She even indulged in roasting some derelict furniture with her fire breath, just to catch that special scent. She loved the smell of dragonfire in the morning. Smelled like... victory. Once her appetite for wanton destruction was sated, she rang the bell for slime clean-up and glammered herself up once more. Now, what else did she want to do with her day? She should get some more human practice in - there was so much still to learn. Ryū was torn between trying the gym or the swimming pool; she'd never done anything like either before, but knew that humans seemed to enjoy both a lot. The prospect of immersing herself in water was however slightly intimidating. She could swim all right as a dragon, but doubted the procedure could be replicated with her glammered body. No tail, for one. And bipeds weren't really built for serpentine movement. But the gym sounded, well... boring. Hmm. Maybe she could find someone to join her, or help her make her mind up? That could do. The dragon would go looking for friends in the reception.