Stay there. [And he means that in more ways than one. Don't be frightened as others were, before.]
[He stands up, letting go of him and standing a distance away from him on that clearing, only glancing at him once before nodding and closing his eyes, murmuring the spell that will change him.]
[It's almost too small for him, that space on the forest. He stands on the same spot, crouched low, folding his wings over his back. His eyes are golden as whenever he's using magic in the human form, his scales black as his hair, covered in the same pattern of tattoos his human form has.]