I sat down next to Blaze and thought a while. Maybe she was a morph, maybe she wasn't. "Let's see what you are." I said, stroking Blaze's head again. I stood up, and stared at Blaze. After a few minutes, my eyes began to glow icy blue, so did Blaze. Blaze changed shape, and stopped glowing. She was a girl of about 7, with blue hair the color of a dragonair's skin, and instead of ears, she had small feathery dragonair wings. She looked puzzled, as she wasn't used to this new body. "Mommy!" She cried, hugging my waist, "I wanna be me again! This is scary!" She continued, then buried her face in my sweatshirt. "Fine, fine." I said, and made her a dragonair again.