girl very early in a slow-acting dragon tf process (dragon hrt or what have you) who does a big lazy stretch and lets out a quiet yet unmistakably inhuman sound. A roar. A soft one yes, but with a resonance that echoes the power beneath.
Her heart skips a beat. She cups her hands over her mouth, and tears well up in her bright golden eyes - the first physical thing to have changed, a little while back.
Her voice. Her call. It echoes in her head; she's smiling a bright, giddy smile.
There is deep comfort in her heart.