The lion yawned and watched as Lloyd did his own work until lightning struck the wood he had set down only a few moments ago. The large feline flinched, but seemed to be okay.
Then, something odd happened. The lion was beginning to change into a odd form. This form had less hair, clothes that matched the lion's fur, the same moon like eyes, the same ribbons, and the same pendant. This, was the form of a man! The man was in the same position as the lion had been in, legs down and head between paws...er hands.
The man looked around for a moment before sitting upright, letting the two ribbons holding his hair flow onto his back and the chains on his clothing to lightly sway with his clothing. The man smiled and said,"Thanks for the fire, it was absolutely dreadful staying in that form...with all the cold and wet fur, I much prefer being in a warmer area in that form." He chuckled for a moment and added,"Oh well, if mother had to put up with it so do I." He then turned his attention to Lloyd and asked,"Oh, I almost forgot to ask how you knew the lightning would strike there?"
