[She pokes the feathers and wiggles in place, gasping when the delicate cloth of her robes...rips. Two small, jewel-colored wings, looking a little ruffled, are revealed and they flap happily. Hurrying to a mirror, Jin Mi gasps and points at her reflection.]
Phoenix, you turned me into a... [Well she's not a crow or a phoenix for that matter! What is she?]
They're too small for me to fly! [For now. She regains her seat huffily.] I wouldn't mind gardening and I'm good at it.
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Phoenix, you turned me into a... [Well she's not a crow or a phoenix for that matter! What is she?]
They're too small for me to fly! [For now. She regains her seat huffily.] I wouldn't mind gardening and I'm good at it.