*slowly places dragran and leaves,for mun cannot think of specific interactions(TM)* [when-transmute-hits-differently]
Melody was sitting out on her porch again, half awake with a blanket made from deer hide wrapped around her. Mainly so she didn’t get too cold and Dorian wouldn’t worry his head off. Birds flew from branch to branch and a lone rabbit scoured the ground. Just birds, that rabbit, some vegetation, a dragon-ified Aria... Nature at it’s finest--Wait.“Mom?” Melody asked, standing up, almost too quickly and falling back over, but leaning on something for a moment cured that. She couldn’t honestly tell if she was hallucinating or if that was actually real.@when-transmute-hits-differently










