Long thumped his tail on the deck in frustrated thought.
You don't know what I look like. They would recognise the tattoos.
he paused for a moment and then dipped his maw a little.
Forget it. i might as well come clean. if they try to use me for their own gains I'll set fire to them. He huffed, projecting his thoughts normally now so they all could hear as he made his decision.
He then reared up slightly and changed back with that same tearing sound. there was a hint of ozone as the magic took place and wrapped aroudn him, returning his clothes to his frame. That was a little conjury that he has quickly latched onto when presented for him -his life was made so much easier by it.
he ran a hand through his thick hair with another sigh, gauging people's reactions.
*~Purple Moonlight Haze~*
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