"I've been worse. I'm simply having trouble balancing with an extra foot of spinal cord." he remarked, swing his tail up and down in an effort to see how flexible his newest limb could be. Very apparently, able to curl and bend and twist and even coil up like a rope if he willed it to.  He could get used to it, he supposed, but unless he could breathe fire now he felt cheated.<br/><br/>He cleared his throat, and sure enough not even a bit of soot passed his lips. Damn. He leaned up against a pillar while waiting for the full sensation of touch to return to his limbs. Well at the very least he'd get a mate soon.