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--------------------------------Morning broke through the curtains, as Stiles rolled over and off the side of his bed. With a groan, he got up off the cold, wooden floorboards and made his way to the bathroom. He locked the door behind him then and turned on the taps in the shower, waiting for the water to get warm. Once it finally reached the temperature he liked, he stepped in and relaxed.
His body was tense, as it had been around a week since he had last shifted. The hot water relaxed his muscles but he knew as soon as he got out the shower he'd have to shift to make the aching pain go away for a few more days.
Although being a dragon was pretty damn awesome, as Stiles put it, it did come with its downsides. Stiles needed to shift at least once a week, but it was better if he shifted around every 3 days. It didn't hurt him,; it was just a nuisance to him, especially when he was at a camp. It's not the easiest thing to hide a dragon at a school camp.
Stiles decided it was about time to get out of the shower. He turned the taps to the left, stopping the water flow, and stepped out of the shower. After drying himself, he wrapped the towel around his waist and walked into his bedroom. There was no point in putting clothes on, as he was going to shift into his small dragon form so he could easily walk around the house and not break anything.
Stiles closed his blinds and placed his towel on his bed then transformed so he could transform. The sound of bones breaking and moving places was heard throughout the house. Normally John would get a sudden fright when the noise came out of nowhere, but he was currently at work, so Stiles was home alone.
Once the transformation was over, Stiles stretched out his new scaly body. He let his tail reach out across the bed and then lay flat on it. He turned around and grabbed his towel between his teeth and, pulling it off his bed before making his way into the bathroom where he left his towel to dry.
Stiles left the bathroom and padded his way down to the kitchen. He was going to make himself some breakfast- well, more like lunch- but he decided against it, as he would probably break everything in the kitchen. He'd just find something to eat when he got home; he wasn't too hungry anyway.
The morning was quickly passing, so Stiles decided he'd go to the woods and practice and test his control over shifting and using his powers. He tossed up between driving or flying there, but eventually chose the latter as it would be a lot quicker. If he shifted into his tiniest size, he would simply look like a bird flying in the sky; it was the easiest way to blend in.
After he transformed into his smallest size possible, Stiles left the house through his bedroom window which was on the second storey. He darted through the sky, dodging trees and other birds on the way to the reserve.
Finally, the steel fence lacing the border of the reserve came into sight. Stiles descended into a tree and looked around to make sure no one else was in sight. He shifted back into his human form and jumped down, landing on the ground with a thud. Leaves danced in a circle around him before floating calmly back to the ground.
Stiles was currently nude, as he had just shifted. He was clever though. The first time he came to the reserve to train, he had made sure to leave clothes for himself. They were inside of a bag in a certain tree; the tree Stiles had just landed in.
Stiles ripped a chunk of bark out of the tree, opening it up so he could get the bag out and the clothes. He quickly got the clothes out and put them on in under five seconds - having super speed definitely helped with a lot of things, other than just running for your life.
Once Stiles was done getting changed, he shoved the bag back into the hollow tree and picked up the chunk of wood. He put it back into place. The palms of his hands started to glow, and the wood blended back into the tree perfectly, as if it was never taken apart. Stiles smiled to himself, before walking away from the tree.
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