As Skobeloff calls upon the Storm Moon, a tingly feeling begins to travel up through his tail and legs towards his wings tip and the top of his skull. His body feels lighter and he begins to lift off the ground as if taking flight, though his wings are still as his sides. In a single breath, he discards all sensation of solidity and becomes one with the air, trickling through the cracks in the stronghold's bark with ease...

And then, the moment he's inside the building, the magic suddenly fizzles out and he falls to the ground with a large thump, a flesh and blood drake once more. 

[color=silver]"What in the Isles...?"[/color] He hears a slightly startled voice call out. It doesn't sound like Tamba, or the voice of any young drake for that matter. [color=silver]"Hello? Is someone there?"[/color] He hears footsteps come from above and raises his head to see a fully-grown pale grey dragon coming down the stairs. Given that she doesn't look familiar, Skobeloff can assume she's one of the Tessith dragons of the party, and seems to be a bearded dragon, though likely quite a bit younger than Garrock given the ease with which she makes her way down the stairs. Indeed, comparing those two dragons seems odd as, despite their similar ages and likely being from the same House, they couldn't be more different: this dragon is smaller, with much softer, rounder features. She'd probably appear quite gentle normally, if not for the fact her eyes are currently wide with concern, and Skobeloff notices a slightly tremble in her limbs as if there is a nervous energy trapped within her, desperate to get out. As she stands over Skobeloff, she keeps glancing between his fallen form and the front door, as if trying to figure out how in the world he was able to get in. [color=silver]"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear..."[/color] she mutters to herself before finally dressing the drake. [color=silver]"Are you alright, deary? Looks like you took quite a fall."[/color] She attempts to help Skobeloff to his feet with one claw, while using the other to brush at the drake's horns and scales as if trying to remove invisible cobwebs. [color=silver]"How'd you even get in? Did you climb through the window? Don't you know how dangerous that is, given that your wings are still developing? Oh dear, oh dear..."[/color]