The full moon hung in the sky looking down at the lone traveler as she walked down a forest trail. She was hidden beneath her cloak as the disease slowly started to take effect, her skin turning slightly green, and her nails growing longer. The elf had at least grown a couple feet now making her near seven feet tall. She tried to stop it like always but it was useless, the disease would turn her into a dragon even if it was only for awhile. Dragana pulled the cloak closer around her body hiding her features just in case anyone happened to be on the trail. There was no cure for her disease; as far as she knew no one else had it but her. Dragana had hidden the disease from the world for so long; she hadn't gone to anyone to explain it. Only those from her village knew about her strange disease and they wasn't going to tell anyone about it.
The emerald green eyes looked to the sky she held in a scream as her body continued to go through the changes. The pain couldn't be explained it was something that she was sure no other person alive had gone through. Dragana clutched her sides as the pain became unbearable and she fell to the ground. She landed in the dirt and let out a scream, one that could probably be heard for miles as it slowly turned into the roar of a dragon. The great beast stood in the forest, around it trees had fallen over from the transformation from man to beast. Dragana curled into a ball and rested, the transformation took a lot of energy it often left her tired.
