Stygia heard this small girl out, and promptly laughed lightly when she was done. A giggle, something you'd never expect from a dragon of her size and power. She crossed her legs, and laid down, her body surrounding Saphira.
"You, my dear girl, are quite fortunate indeed."
Suddenly, Stygia's shape burst into shadows, whirling and billowing about before the re-condensed into a human form, Stygia's half-dragon form, to be precise. She laid on her side on top of a rock, her wings wrapped around her body to form a dress of sort and hide her immaculate features from Saphira's view.
Passing a hand with scythe-like claws over her gray skin, Stygia beckoned Saphira towards her, her hair a tangle of small, shrieking dragon heads, very much like a medusa.