The strange summoned gargoyle pranced and rolled playfully in front of her, almost puppy-like in how it tried to get her attention. Caution warned her not to try touching such an unusual creature...but it was being friendly and sort of cute. Reaching out, she touched the smooth shell of its head, and instantly her hand tingled, tickling and itching with scales cracking forth from her rapidly drying skin.

A pulling sensation tugged along her nose and lips. Bringing her hand up to inspect and feel what's happening, she doubles over, falling forward as a pair of great, feathery wings bursts out of her back. Instinctively, her body curled up. The soothing, warm, presence of the creature... sinks into her mind, shielding her from all discomfort even as her bones shift and body reform, violently yet painlessly into their new shape. It's voice ethereal, comforting, complimenting her changes, her feathers, her wings, her beauty sharing much in common with Him. Rising up onto all fours, she understood her role. What she were was not what she needed to be for Him, so of course she was willing to change, and change she did.

"You're going to be such a pretty pet."

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