Her body is changing. warping, twisting; but with every moment, she only feels more herself.
The dragon holds her hand tight, careful not to nick her with their talons. Scales blossom across the back of her hand; her own nails begin to sharpen and lengthen.
The dragon smiles. They place their other claw upon the girl's shoulder; beneath it, her wings are beginning to sprout.
"Welcome home, my kin. It's good to finally meet the real you."
The young dragoness gasps, tears of joy falling from her changed, scintillating-orange eyes. And despite the awkwardness of doing so mid-transformation, she embraces her newfound kin in a strong, warm hug.
She is home. She is finally, finally home.