Dragonkin Problems

Sharpening your claws, scratching your back, then remembering you don’t have scales.



Your hoard is no longer a comfortable sleeping surface.



Your hoard is too small but you can’t find any castles to raid for more.



Not being able to eat a cow in one sitting and having nowhere to store leftovers.



Hair.



Traffic.



Drastically diminished ability to strike terror into the hearts of humans.



Breaking a claw.



Oh THAT’S what pot holders are for.



You don’t have wings.



The wings you don’t have are sore.



You can’t reach the wings you don’t have to massage them.



Neither can anyone else.



You’ve never had a good night’s sleep in your life but you’re not allowed to sleep for sixteen hours a day.



Forgetting you have to chew food now.



Eating the neighbors is unacceptable.



You can only breath fire at annoying people metaphorically.



Threatening to eat people is no longer frightening.



Cooking food requires more effort now.



You can’t see in the dark as well anymore.



You can’t navigate by smell either.



Sunburn.



How does anyone get around on only two legs?



