Event Private Finished A Bit Off the Beaten Path

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"Well we did say we were going to check out these trails anyway so..." he stood up as Aura did, then stepped away and shifted into his dragon form. "I'm just doing this so it's harder for you to throw me into a tree."

At least this way any potentially hostile animals they ran into would think twice before coming at them. Besides, as far as he was concerned they looked good.

"So do we like take a cheesy selfie when we clear this trail?" he asked as he back started down the trail. Frysta was genuinely glad for how things turned out. The two of them could really be themselves now.
 

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Aura stretched her various limbs as much as she could. Some of them were less inclined to move properly but it seemed like she had adjusted enough that she could walk fine- even if it looked a bit uncomfortable it was actually pretty normal for her.

"Could bring the tree to you," she growled in what appeared to be the closest she could get to a joking tone. Complete with an attempted wolfish grin and a few partials. She slowly ran one of her tendrils around the trunk of a nearby tree. One that wasnt currently filled with magma so the poor tree was safe from burning.

"No pictures," she said suddenly when he mentioned selfies. "At least... not like this," she added sheepishly. Or as sheepishly as you could be when in that form.

But she was walking. The path was a bit of a tight squeeze with the two of them hulked out but for the moment they could manage. Aura had used another tendril to grab her bag and was now carrying it in a small arm like appendage coming out of the middle of her back.
 

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"That would hurt too," Frysta feigned a whine but grinned, as best a dragon could grin. They headed down the path in their monstrous forms. Frysta's back pack kind of shifted with him. He didn't know how it worked, he didn't really care, it was just magic.

"I'd have to shift back to manage my phone anyway. We'll find a good spot for it... scare off any boars that see us too," he said. The trail was kind of a tight fit for the two of them, large as they were, but they'd manage. Frysta liked the idea of staying shifted for solidarity's sake.

They'd spend the rest of the day chasing animals, and find a decent spot for a picture.
 
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