Shinjirama Senju's Transformation Training

It was about noon, when Shinjirama decided he was going to train. He spoke with his parents about it, and they encouraged him to train up to the highest rank possible. Shinjirama doubted he could get kage position, as he didn't have nearly strength of the current hokage. He opened up his front door and sprinted out of the house happily. He waved to the villagers as he passed by, as he was trying to project a friendly image to everyone, as usual. 
          Shinjirama had arrived at the ninja academy, where he would be doing his training. He seen other academy students there as well, some practicing, others with their teachers. He went to the training grounds, and found a spot to himself, where he could practice without being disturbed. He had already memorized the handsigns for the technique. He placed his hands together as he closed his eyes, concentrating so he could do this to his full potential. He began forming the necessary handsigns. Dog → Boar → Ram "Transformation Technique!" He said. Upon forming the Ram handsign, a cloud of smoke emerged. However, he had failed in the technique, as nothing had happened. Then he remembered he wasn't thinking what he wanted to become. "Whoops..." he smirked to himself. He then thought of what he wanted to be. He decided on his favorite animal, a dragon. He formed the handsigns again, keeping in mind what he wanted to be. Dog → Boar → Ram "Transformation Technique!" He said yet again. This time, when the smoke emerged, he turned into what seemed like a dragon balloon. "Well... This is rather depressing." He mumbled silently. He released the transformation, and sat down. He thought to himself about how he could fail so badly. And he was expected to be able to live up to his father's expectations of becoming a master of the Wood Style, yet he couldn't even do a simple transformation jutsu. He got up and tried his luck again, surely this could not be that hard. He formed the handsigns again. This time, he transformed into a dragon that was as round as a basketball. "Getting closer." He said. At least now he knew that he could do it, he just needed to perfect his technique. He tried again, thinking of the dragon he wanted to be. This time, the cloud of smoke emerged, and upon its clearing, he was a dragon again, this time however, he was anorexic, revealing multiple bones on the underbelly, and most of the scales were so small they didn't even successfully overlap each other. "WHY CAN I NOT GET THIS JUTSU DONE PROPERLY!!" He yelled at the top of voice. This time he sat down in a meditating pose. He thought long and hard about what he wanted to look like, getting a strong mental image in his head. "I can do it" he said to himself. "I can do it.." he mumbled again. He formed each handsign carefully, ensuring to not make a mistake, and with each sign, he envisioned the image in which he wanted to be. "TRANSFORMATION TECHNIQUE!" He yelled upon using the Ram sign. He emerged as a human sized dragon, with black scales and red eyes, and aged wings to a degree. His transformation had gone perfect, and he was extremely happy upon completing this feat. 
          Shinjirama released the jutsu with a sigh of relief as he fell to ground, smiling. He knew his training wasn't complete yet, but he knew in time he could, and would become more powerful. He looked at the sky before getting up, and walking home for his training of this technique had ended with him learning the technique. When he got home, he demonstrated it to his parents, as he transformed into his father, making him look like an exact copy, as far as they could tell, since they were not trained to be shinobi. In reality, any training shinobi could see right through it however. But for now, he was satisfied.

Word Count: 672
Claiming: 3 stat points, and Transformation Technique