Shade fought bitterly against the helmet clamped on it's head, all to no avail. No matter how it snapped, writhed or clawed the cold hard implement would not come loose.
Damn you evolution, Shade snarled to itself, damn you for not giving dragons opposable thumbs! They would have been really useful you know!
An alien, seemingly growing irritated with the shifter's struggles, gave Shade a brutal kick in the nose, hissing at it to shut up.
Shade's response was a vicious slap across the head with it's barbed tail. The alien yowled and jabbed a sharp weapon into Shade's flank. Shade roared as a jolt of electricity frazzled it's thoughts. The alien cackled triumphantly.
Shade kicked it.