Xochi's Potion Transformation

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The potion was disgusting, as expected. Xochi's red eyes narrowed a bit as her scales shifted, hardening like bark. Not unwelcome, as the Shiji loved trees and appreciated the natural beauty of the more earthy and floral subtypes... but the gnarling of claws into hooked, stick-like talons and elongating of scales into feathers with moss between and fungal blooms across more open surfaces was less appreciated. A snarled hiss sprayed spores across the ground and splattered the remnants of clothing with mossy growths, as she gained a quarter in height and half again in girth, becoming a treant with floral, serpentine, and avian features. Red eyes blinked angrily as she took in the potential prank, thoughts of ancient sacrifice and godesshood banished by pure shock.