[She is exhausted, and so the transformation back into herself comes easy once the rage evaporates. The process isn't exactly swift, nor is it a pleasant thing to witness as the dragon's skeleton shrinks and compresses back to the smaller human frame of Daenerys Targaryen.
She does not return unscathed, but since Ren is not the first one to experience the process, she knows to cover the worst of her injuries until she is human again. The strike on her belly left by the other dragon leaves an ugly, scaly and bloodied gouge that runs the length of her torso.
The transformation had gripped her unexpectedly, and so she is without the supplies she's learned to carry whenever she is expecting the change to occur. As a result, she knows that the walk to somewhere safe will be something of a struggle while injured, dehydrated, and bare.
Still, she tries to stand with as much swiftness as she is capable of, one arm draped protectively across her stomach.]
Thank you.
[Her voice is gravel when she says it, expression stone as the melancholy settles in.]
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She does not return unscathed, but since Ren is not the first one to experience the process, she knows to cover the worst of her injuries until she is human again. The strike on her belly left by the other dragon leaves an ugly, scaly and bloodied gouge that runs the length of her torso.
The transformation had gripped her unexpectedly, and so she is without the supplies she's learned to carry whenever she is expecting the change to occur. As a result, she knows that the walk to somewhere safe will be something of a struggle while injured, dehydrated, and bare.
Still, she tries to stand with as much swiftness as she is capable of, one arm draped protectively across her stomach.]
Thank you.
[Her voice is gravel when she says it, expression stone as the melancholy settles in.]