Konsa shivered, a cold wind passing over him as he happened to glance up at the sky. The sky darkened with a shape passing by, at first Konsa assumed it was a bird. But as he eyes followed it, he realized it was far too large. Konsa realized it was another shapeshifter, and he stopped in his tracks. Konsa hesitated, feeling his stomach do a nervous flip. No one was around, and in the heat of the moment Konsa shifted into a large dragon. He didn't think about his frightening appearance, the bones catching the moonlight. He launched off the sidewalk, into the sky. Flying came easily, natural, now that he was in the air. The dragon ahead of him was far a head, but he had a clear view.