Now here's a curious thing. I was just going to blast one my so-called rivals into a pile of simmering gore when suddenly I'm just standing there a few inches off the ground! I'm not to blame, of course. It has to be one of those minor quirks of fate or what-have-you. Still, life isn't so bad I suppose, at least considering that I'm quite temporarily afflicted with one of those ancient and terrible curses. For example, I can sit perfectly still on a leaf and people aren't prone to notice me! Plus I've discovered that insects are even more delicious than they were before. It's just a bit unfortunate that most of my minions suddenly have the foolish idea in their brains that I would be delicious to eat. At least my trusty cloak still wants to be my friend.

Submission for the spectacular  speciesxchange