[ As it turns out, suddenly having horns and a tail is a recipe for disaster, especially when they're as large as they are and you're only used to them in a larger form.
Mostly it means slamming them into everything, and trying to figure out how to get clothes on around them.
Which is why Clive is sitting on the couch, tail awkwardly draped over the edge, a shirt on one horn where he leaves it, disgruntled. ]
and after the dragon blessings
Mostly it means slamming them into everything, and trying to figure out how to get clothes on around them.
Which is why Clive is sitting on the couch, tail awkwardly draped over the edge, a shirt on one horn where he leaves it, disgruntled. ]
Ifrit never had to deal with clothing.