You live in a fantasy world where there are many types of mythical creatures, such as a type of creature that can shape shift between being a human and being a dragon. You are one of these creatures. There are many different types of dragons that your kind can turn into, each one being different. You can turn into a particularly huge, pure white, scaley dragon who can channel lightning. You live in a huge cave deep in the forest.

This evening you're on a walk through the forest, trying to find some food to collect. The berries are particularly good this spring so you're gathering some of them. You like to be out in the evenings because you're less likely to come upon a human. Humans either love dragons or hate them, there's no in between and you're not willing to take that chance.

You're casually strolling when you see a figure in the trees. You squint and see what looks like a human, though you can tell it's just one of your kind in his human form. He emerges from the dark with a warm smile. You've seen him around before, though you've never stopped to talk to him. His dragon form is a huge dragon that's built slightly like your own dragon form but a bit bigger and jet black instead of pure white. In his human form at the moment he has jet black hair and is rather muscular and attractive.

Normally you try to keep to yourself but the way he smiled at you makes you feel quite comfortable...