Cinead couldn't help but stare aut Anna for several seconds when she burst out excitedly about unicorns of all things. Unicorns? She had nearly been killed by a fiery pig and been saved by a dragon, and she was excited about the idea of the existence of unicorns? Truly, there were still so many things about humans he didn't understand. True, Unicorns [I]did[/I] exist, but they were very, very rare. And no, he didn't know how to find one. Maybe it would be better to hold off telling her that information until a later date...

He then snorted much more loudly when she referred to him as a "lizard"A moment later. Pulling his head back, he gave her a disapproving look before he found himself tilting his head to one side when she spoke of her own secret. What sort of secret would Anna have that she now felt she had to tell him? Glancing briefly down at his own scaly body for a few seconds as he thought of the conundrum of turning back into his human shape and the inevitable nakedness he would indeed have, Cin rose to all fours as he swung his head in the direction of where he had been before he had changed. Gaze running over the grass of the meadow, he quickly located several scraps of fabric that had been his clothing and gathered it together with one of his paws before gathering the material into his mouth and squeezing his way through the trees to a spot behind a clump of bushes. He hoped Anna grasped what he was doing and wouldn't come charging after him in the middle of his transformation.

With a secondary golden shimmer of light, And much concentration, the massive white and red dragon shrank quickly down into his two legged shape, huffing Saufley with the effort it took. Rubbing his hands briefly over his face for a moment, he then crouched down to examine the pile of shredded clothing he had spat out onto the ground. The pants were unfortunately completely useless, as were his underwear and socks, but there was enough of his shirt that he thought he might be able to work it into suitable coverage. At least, enough that it wouldn't make Anna too uncomfortable. With a little bit of creativity and effort, Cin managed to work out a sort of loincloth looking thing that covered up the entirety of his waist and part of his thighs. Not perfect, but it was going to have to do.

Taking in a deep breath, feeling more nervous than ever, Cinead finally quietly padded out from the cover of bushes and walked silently up to Anna, stopping a few feet away where he found himself swallowing hard and unable to articulate the thoughts racing in his head. Instead, he blinked thoughtfully at her, shifting his weight from foot to foot, and braced himself for the worst.