Drakine sat high on a tree with one leg up and the other hanging off the branch. Her back was aginst the trunk. The school she attended was for gifted kids, kids with powers. She'd been going since she was fourteen when her powers started to materialize. Her powers were dangerous to the extreme.
Her blue-black eyes looked at the sky above her before she tilted her head to one side as she heard a teacher call her by a pet name; Dragonfire. Sighing, she jumped down from the tree and landed neatly on a small disc of harmless yellow flames. Stepping of the flames, it dissapated as she walked back into the school.
Drakine stopped in the foryer[sp?] and yawned, streatched her arms behind her head. She was almost old enough to be a teacher since she could control her powers, though that control slipped from time to time. It depended on her emotions. Well, her dragon powers do. Her fire control could be used at anytime she wanted.
As she listened to the teacher before her, she glened that she was going out to round of a few powered kids that were wandering around. Inclining her head, she kept quiet. As the older lady motioned for her to go, she left quickly. Going out the way she came.
Once outside, she unfurled great black wings that seemed to grow right out of her back. Then, the rest of her body turned into that of an all black dragon. She took a few steps forward and looked around with her alien gold eyes. Growling in annoyance, she unfurled her wings and took off. She didn't really want to go looking for other kids. She was perfectly happy just staying in her tree and watching the world below revolve.
[[ Her dragon form looks like this; <Click> ]]