Waking up at exactly six in the morning I look at the rising sun and the sunset that surround it. letting out a mighty yawn I stretch all of my now six limbs and then jump down the tree spreading my wings and landing softly and silently, deciding to train a little bit I practices all my skills so I can be proficient with my new strength and new body body. Despite being practically newborn my body works surprisingly perfectly, I assume its because of my skills but not letting myself to linger on my thoughts I go through my usual training regimen that my deceased Master taught me only with a few additions becasue the difference between my past and present body.
My usual regimen could easily be called insane, it was the most intense way a human could exercise without killing themselves, but now I'm that my body is stronger and I have infinite stamina as well as my body will regenerate despite all the damage I'm causing it, well... my training habits are now way beyond insane. Experiencing all the pain caused by such intense training I can only tell myself- I'm used to it, and that without training I can't fight strong opponents, thinking about strong openents I can't help but feel my breathing quicken and a eerie smile creep onto my face... but I forcefully reel my desires. being an assassin it is crucial to have a good control of my emotions and as well remembering my Master teachings who I very much respected I make sure I atleast finish my training before plunging myslef into a life and death battle. So I continue training and revert my expression back into the emotionless one that I usually use when I'm alone training endlessly and tirelessly only taking breaks to jump in the lake an catch some fish, training days and nights never resting, I have already perfected the skills I studied in my past life again and now I'm just practicing my new skills such as gluttony having nothing else to do, I have ate the memories and experiences of a few animals learning more about my surroundings and gaining more animalistic instincts causing my instincts to be more natural feeling and sharper and I'm now capable of condensing shaping my fire efficiently now able to make it into a condensed jet or the shape of a spear if I wanted, I've also by munching on a few posions and training the potency of the poison I was born with. barely being about to discern day from night with my perfect night vision I continue to train tirelessly without stop for four years and I'm now four years old and larger by a large margin, my surroundings have long been destroyed and my physical abilities are now about twice that of an average dragon I haven't been really training my strength but my skills, I have been hunting stronger and more filling animals to eat looking for a thrill as I have been slowly loosing myself to my desire to fight, to battle, to destroy... snapping back from my thoughts I realize that I have a large smile on my face showing of my canines, especially the top two which are elongated due to not being regular canines but my fangs. I'm slowly becoming unable to suppress my battle lust, and I also noticed the fact that I somehow returned to my habit of talking to myself which I thought I got over a while ago. Admonishing myself for reverting back to bad habits I try to once again try to suppress my battle lust, feeling the battle intent rolling of me in waves I start once again hear the voice that always whispers in my head but this time louder, yelling, shouting- "Let loose! it will be fun...", "imagine the scared faces of your openents", "imagine there screams!", "it would be so easy to let go, enjoy yourself", "use the skills Master died while teaching you", "Master would be proud..." But I use all my willpower and the teaching Master passed on to suppress it once again and said quietly "No, it's not time yet." But soon I realize that I started talking to myslef again and I roll my eyes and groan in exasperation that me as an assassin lost a battle to my emotions, No not battle- just a small argument. Heaaring my own thoughts I decide to relax a little, socialize some. Having decided such things I take a walk I wondered around picking a few plants with interesting properties like numbing or poison every once in a while to munch on, munching on them every other second. I look around and pretend that everything is a new sight despite it not being one almost fooling myself with my own acting, when I was walking past a group of sloths I decide to humor myslef and say to one particularly funny looking sloth "Hello Timmy, you look as handsome as ever", And then I look in amusement when I feel the happiness, content, and pride radiating from the sloth. I continue you walking around enjoying then different environment, it's not as ruined, dead, and destroyed as what I've grown used to while wondering around I notice something is approaching through the forest, with such clumsy and heavy steps you could hear it from miles, and judging by the sound of footsteps and rustling trees I figured it was a dragon most likely a Rainwing quickly noticing that detail I get into a combat stance, my wings tucked in and tail lashing back and forth and the many vital points of a dragon run through my mind, as well as a smile creeping onto my face, but soon after I feel the aura of the person approaching, weak but so bright and innocent like a sun, and emotions of happiness, freedom, and fatigue, so very unlike mine which presents it self of a chaotic storm of light, darkness, and neutrality or if given a color grey. I get out of my combat stance but I never let my guard down I've never have these past four years, looking up at the sky I grab with my sharp talons what I recognize to be ball made up of materials I have no recognition of but I put my thought back and look at the Rainwing who just jumped out of a tree, Observing the Rainwing they have colorful scales they're a little bit larger than me and has frills on their neck, I notice that she seems to be a female and her very colorful scales which are a mix of blue, dark purple, green, yellow, and pink. After observing the Rainwing for a while she finally notices me and while seemingly hesitant to ask she quickly starts a conversation with me loosing all her vigilance- "Hello!, who are you? My name is tangerine, whats yours? you look very weird, why are your scales black? How old are you? I'm five, can I have my ball back." Not flustered at all despite being asked so many questions and the fact that this is the first time I personally heard the dragon language, I usualy speak to plants in English and with animals in their own language, I quickly respond not bothering to act much "Hello tangerine, you may have your ball back but I would like you to know that your words oh so deeply hurt my feelings." after saying this I fake a sad expression and look in amusement how flustered and panicked she is, I see that she is very naive and innocent and it is amusing the way how she is completely oblivious that I didn't answer close to any of her questions. While her scales are changing to shades of pink, light green, green, and purple and I hear her say- "S-s-sorry I didn't mean to hurt your feelings! I apologize, now can I have my ball back? please."
slightly baffled how her attitude changed so quickly going from apologetic to prideful and demanding I hand her ball back and watch her leave. After she is a little bit farther away I transform into one of the birds I have seen flying around and I silently follow her back to the resident of the Rainwings.