Burning Passion (OXO) (PM if you want to do one!)

The dragon hummed as he scanned the humble abode. It certainly was… homey. A bit small in some areas, but it didn't need to be big to provide for a single human. He assumed the other doors were likely a restroom and bedroom. Not having much to do with himself, Solis sauntered into the kitchen area to be met with another pleasant aroma. It smelled more savory than the baked goods. Like meat. His mouth watered despite having a sandwich, muffins and whatever that raspberry thing was. All from Ophelia. He leaned next to the doorframe, watching the woman for a minute. She was quite the rarity. Kind and altruistic.

(Just so you l know, I'll be gone until Monday!)

Solis bit his tongue. Of course that chicken and rice wasn't for him. He needed to get himself together. "Not really," the dragon replied. It was mostly the truth of course. His dragon instincts became eager at the thought of something rather than sugar to fill his stomach. He had eaten a fair amount within the last hour or two. If he did get hungry, he could always dart back into the woods and catch his fill. Perhaps he could transform again and bring back berries for Ophelia as well. It was a nice thought.

Solis nods as he watches Ophelia do as she wishes despite his reply. He raised a brow, quite liking it however. Kind and stubborn. It was quite a good mix. Humans would take advantage of that though… Perhaps that was why he wanted to be around her so much. To protect an innocent soul. "I am sure."

Solis grins, teeth showing before turning his head away defiantly. "I'm afraid you'll have to make me," he said, joking tone in his voice. He wanted to snicker but that would end up turning to full on laughter. Thus, that would in turn help Ophelia out.

At this point, Solis can't help but laugh. "Oh my, hitting me with a cloth! How fearsome!" he teases. At the threat of the pastries, he shoves it aside. He could always go find wild raspberries in this form. But… he had no idea how to make the sweet flaky crust. Why am I being tempted by food?! he thought, frustrated at himself. The only thing that keeps him from eating is wanting to see Ophelia try and force feed him. That was if she could catch him. In this smaller form, he was likely more swift than his true form.

Solis barely escapes her leap towards him, a bit of an amused expression on his face. Perhaps he wasn't as quick as he thought. It probably hadn't been a good idea to assume this form was capable of everything. He was human now. More fragile in this state. "Faster than you look," he said, allowing his grin to return.

Solis scoots a bit further away, nearly tripping in the doorway. "Only if I let you," he replied in a cocky manner, raising a brow as well. It was quite fun to play like this. It nearly reminded him of when he was young, playing with the other dragonets. He was so small back then. Smaller than his current form as well. The dragon darted for the front door to make his escape. He originally wanted to tease Ophelia, but felt a bit competitive at the moment. He wanted to win this little battle. He had come up with the idea to release his transformation as soon as he made it far enough away from the house. See if you can pin me down then, little one.

(Gonna be leaving for the weekend in a couple minutes! Be back Monday!)

(boop)

(No don't worry about it! Have fun on your trip and don't worry about replying, I can wait!)

Solis grins to himself as he watches Ophelia fiddle with her clothes to continue coming after him. He doesn't show her any mercy as the woman is a fierce opponent for a human. Weaving between the animals seems to cause them to make a noise of alarm. It wouldn't matter as he would give them even more of a fright in a few moments. The dragon would apologize to Ophelia later. The wind rushing through his hair was exhilarating as his legs pushed him farther and farther. He was getting the hang of this form! Turning, Ophelia was a few feet away, still jogging to reach him. Solis stood still and began speaking a foreign tongue until his body had a golden glow around him. His body grew as he lowered himself onto his hands and knees. His back sprouted wings and a tail, head already having the golden horns growing. Gradually, he looked more and more like the beast he was. His neck lengthened, clothes disappearing in trade for the red scales.
"See if you can pin me now, little human," Solis teased, lowering himself a bit to appear slightly less intimidating.

Solis is taken aback at the tiny food item being thrown at him, but chuckles lightly. He stops suddenly, noticing the bit of fear in her eyes. The dragon lowered his head slowly the rest of the way to the ground so he could look Ophelia in the eyes. "I am sorry to have frightened you. This was probably was not the best idea," he said, voice more mellow than before. In all truth, he hadn't expected Ophelia to be scared. He should have thought this through better. What's done is done though.

Solis simply hummed for a moment before turning his gaze onto the other animals in the distance. "What about your livestock? They do not seem calm in the least," the dragon stated. He was less worried about their fear than he was about them running off from Ophelia's land.

Solis frowns as he notices a few of the other creatures shaking in their tiny enclosures. Well, tiny for him. Sighing, the dragon stays where he lay, stretching the muscles in his wings slowly. He rolls the joint at their bases, enjoying the feeling of having them back. As soon as he finishes, Solis stays still as a rock on the ground. A gigantic red rock…

"Hm? Yes, I'm fine," he replies simply. The dragon wasn't upset as Ophelia assumed, he just prefered to keep the chaos to a minimum. It would be less work for the woman to do, and gave him a chance to relax and replenish his magic. Solis raises a brow at said human taking a few cautious steps towards him. "What confuses me is why you continue to hold an animal causing you harm in attempt to escape," he added.

(boop?)