Dragon that keeps themself at a compressed size at all times because their true size and/or form would be catastrophic to their realm.
pounding her little clawed fists on the table chanting
YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

Dragon that keeps themself at a compressed size at all times because their true size and/or form would be catastrophic to their realm.
pounding her little clawed fists on the table chanting
YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
I'm dragon who is gradually learning to decompress (their decompression is to be taken in very gradual, measured steps for the aforementioned reason)
(I've had a conversation about how I imagine my fursona in which my conversation partner had said to me, "oh, like the metaphysical equivalent of a zip bomb")
Listen, even if you stand out on the galactic stage, I'm still gonna dote!