Storm swallowed a snort of laughter. Screw it, she thought wryly, I've always wanted an excuse to try just being...me.
Without a word, quicker than the blink of an eye, she had changed into her dragon form. She stood before him, firelight dancing on her shimmery black scales, making their pale blue tips spark. Gone was the pretty-but-human girl with her blonde highlights and green eyes, and in her stead stood a shining creature of strength, beauty, and grace. She looked outright elegant. And for almost a whole tenth of a second, she felt it.
"And who's to say I'm not?" she asked him, laughter sparkling in her now deep purple eyes.