In the end the two of you decided to take shelter nearby and work on getting her back to normal. You were lucky though, and found a dry shelter nearby in the form of a long abandoned cottage. It was clear to you that the standard of living in this place was a little more primitive than you were used to when you saw the tumble-down stone cottage and the thatch roof. The fallen rear wall allowed just enough space for your familiar to enter and as you found a miraculously intact rocking chair and took a seat you started to talk to her, rocking away as you did.
"So, you're my familiar now, and you have to do as I tell you? And I can change you or...whatever?"
The massive nude dragoness grimaced, crossing her arms under white and green scaled breasts, "I mean...I think so. You seem to have no magical aptitude and your attempt to change me was absolutely pathetic."
"No need to be unkind. You're the one who summoned me here. I'm starting to freak out a little. Am I ever going to see my family again?"
"I told you, all your memories are fake. Generated by the ritual."
"Agree to disagree. What's your name by the way?"
Her brow furrowed then and she looked away for a moment, staring out the cottage into the woods, clouds forming on the horizon. "Rose. It's Rose."
You paused and pointed at the bush with red flowers outside the window, smirking, "Convenient."
"Fine, asshole, I don't want to tell you my name."
You scoffed a bit, but smiled, "Rose will do fine for now." She nodded slowly, and continued to stare into the distance, giving you a moment to decide what your next plan was...