Cerdansampith had more to practice as a fledge than most other dragons really did. After all, it was a rather rare thing to have a dragon who could change color. But that was hardly where it ended with this magnificent dragon.

It didn't take Cerdan long to learn the basics of hunting, flight, and the rest. But he wanted to exploit his shapeshifting ability to the utmost, and Ihnala agreed it would be for the best.

After all - who would be able to resist him and this beautiful dragon? Any way you looked at them - they were unique.

Cerdansampith swept over the Plateau with a triumphant bugle, in his feather-winged shape. Then, as he came in for a landing, and Ihnala gave him the signal, he shifted into his duo-winged black shape and Ihnala could practically see the whites of his tribe's eyes as they stood there gawking.

"That is... unbelievable!" Omaciyu said, his muzzle still dropped open a bit. All the others were in a similar state.

"Can he do it again?" Asked Hocayi, then Dijo, then everyone.

Of course I can do it again, it is what I do! Cerdan assured them all.

"So we get two for the price of one," Tovih said and nudged her sister Mihve. Ihnala noticed that they were both watching him closely - these girls that Temih bore were worth watching, themselves... After all, they were daughters of Ivo, and he was a shapeshifter himself.

Mihve could shift, he informed Cerdansampith, who glanced at the young Kin-shifter.

Really. Well then, when is she going to get herself onto a dragon? I do not want to be left out if you are going to be having fun with her...