Alex sighed. 'Eragon was a dragon rider.' He said, sighing. 'Saphira was the dragon. Plus that story is completely inaccurate. Dragons do NOT need riders.' He stood further away from the bench and closed his eyes, holding his arms out, and lifting his head high. A silvery mist started forming around him. 'At this point, you should definitely stay away. I don't know what happens when someone enters a shape-shifters changing phase, but I definitely don't want to find out.' The mist thickened and obscured him from view, and began, slowly, to crawl outwards. 'AAAARRRGGGHHH' His human yell gradually became deeper and more animalistic, turning into a roar. The mist dissipated and cleared, and rather than a human being stood before them, a large silvery dragon stood. (See the picture in my CS)