The first week was an odd one. The dragon had managed to end up crawling her way over to the other side of the lake! Into a city of oddities and beyond it. Biting off a few zombies head and looking about with dread for her mother. It was only on the seventh day she flailed lightly and slumped by a little fountain to plot her next path of attack. Sulking and shaking her head she chewed on a piece of beef she had managed to get from a butchar. Icer's children seemed to be adored every where.

It was when she fell back into the water that the strangest thing happened. The little dragonling was burping up water and shaking her head before the form of her scales changed and expanded. She was no longer the little bitty thing of black creeping along the streets because she couldn't fly, she was now her father's size and those black scales had gained a deep twilight blue twinge.

Canting her head curiously she looked down at her reflection and then jumped back. Flailing madly she snorted and then wiggled. A sneeze came over her and her form shifted into a deep jet black haired girl with vibrant acidic eyes. A slender and pale form over her body, and dressed in ruffled skirt as blue as her scales, and a top as gold as her chest scales. Gulping she ran her hands over her now valuptious figure and then muttered," Momma and poppa are going to be mad..."