Rylie nodded as Kratos suggested a dragon be Emily's familiar form, "I agree. A dragon would have all of the things she was aiming to be, as well as strong elemental capabilities. It should be relatively simple for her to mimic my abilities that way."<br/><br/>"A dragon! Sweet!"<br/><br/>"... Provided she can control them," Rylie added as a sudden image of a dragon sneezing lightning bolts entered her mind.<br/><br/>"I'm gonna be a dragon!" Emily's cackle of glee stopped suddenly as she caught sight of the pool of mysterious liquid. Her smile instantly turned to a look of trepidation as she hesitated. Rylie was about to offer comfort to her friend, but Raphael beat her to it. She grinned at Kratos, nothing but happiness bubbling up for her friend, then gave Emily an encouraging nod.<br/><br/>The blond set her jaw, then strode up to the pool. She gazed into the liquid for a moment, then glanced back at her friends, "Well, cheers."<br/><br/>She submerged herself just as Raphael inquired about Kratos' lack of clothing. Rylie facepalmed, but said nothing, as her eyes were fixed anxiously on the pool. The color of the liquid changed from its original shade to white, then blue, then violet, and finally bright pink before settling back to the way it was before. Emily popped up a few seconds later, and a few changes were immediately noticeable. A few white feathers were visible as ornaments around her ears and she peered up at them with draconian eyes, the shade changed from blue to a truly interesting magenta.<br/><br/>"Guys. That pool seriously smells like garlic," Emily stated.<br/><br/>Rylie gave a short laugh of relief, when Emily sneezed. A bolt of lightning shot forth, scorching the ground where her friend had been standing a moment before. Rylie had jumped back at the last second and was now staring at her familiar with a mixture of pride and irritation, "See,<span style="font-style: italic">this</span>is exactly what I was worried about."