Towel Cocoon

Your big hand reached straight down into the cold porcelain pit and lifted me out by my ribs! Cold water was pouring off my tail, but as soon as my feet hit the floor, you wrapped me up tight inside a giant, fluffy dry towel. It was thick and warm like a soft cave. I tried to wriggle my arms out to roar and prove that my monster skin dried itself, but the fabric was folded too tightly around my neck, pinning my claws down flat. All that popped out was my damp snout and wide eyes. Fine, it does feel warm, and my shivering finally stopped. I am allowing this temporary cocoon so I can recharge my full strength.