You're a shapeshifter who sometimes gets stuck in the form of some monster or another when they get emotional. It's something you're working to control.

The other day, you were out in the woods, trying to blow off steam, but you were stuck in the form of a dragon. You're usually safe and alone, but a Witcher had come along and as soon as he saw you, he took out his sword.

You remember you fought, but you don't exactly remember what happened. The last thing you could recall was laying on the ground, feeling dizzy, your vision slowly going black, and the Witcher standing above you, looking down at you.

Now, you wake up in an unfamiliar bed, back in your human form, dressed only in a loose shirt that is too big for you. You see a man in the kitchen, cooking something on the stove. When he glances at you for only a second before returning to the food, you realize it's the Witcher from yesterday. He looks calm, unlike when you fought. You're still groggy, brain hardly registering anything properly. The Witcher opens his mouth to speak.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, his voice surprisingly soft and warm in contrast to his tough, muscular build.