Nyra stumbled and tumbled down, landing on her wing. She whimpered, rolling back upright. "This is too weird..." She grumbled, surprised that her voice didn't seem, well... beastly. At least there was one normal thing. The thought of clothes rolled around in her mind. Wait, there were no clothes for dragons. Why a dragon? why couldn't she be something more human? Nyra looked sadly at her claws.