Struggle to control the dragon's strength [gin]

The female shinigami flew above the buildings within the seireitei, feeling the wind blow through her red hair and under her outstretched draconic wings. Keeping herself about ten feet above the buildings, her shihaksho fluttering in the wind. Upon the left chest area of her shihaksho, a dragon emblem had been embroidered in red. Small horns could be seen poking through her hair when the wind flattened it, her sleeves whipping back to reveal the red scales that lined parts of her arms. Her tail stayed still behind her, sitting between her legs in order to make her more aerodynamic. The red scales on her tail glinted in the sun light, and Tessa closed her eyes as she smiled, enjoying the feeling of her flight.

Opening her eyes, she looked down and spotted a sign telling her she was about to pass over squad eleven’s barracks. She smiled to herself, thinking about her life now. Things certainly had changed a lot, no longer did she have to fear others finding out about her abilities, she was accepted within squad six, perhaps in part due to the other pyromaniac there named Yoma Yazaki. As Tessa passed over squad eleven’s barracks, she felt something jolt within her. Her spiritual energy pulsed high for a second as she grimaced, her concentration set on fighting with her very nature. Fear had spread across her conscious, she had no idea why this had happened, but she could feel it pushing to escape the place she had confined it to. Her draconic mindset, an inheritance from her father, along with its insane amount of spiritual energy, was trying to force itself out, like a beast trying to escape its cage. Fear was overwhelming Tessa, she needed to stop it, but she wasn’t sure she could. It was so powerful, so strong, but she continued to fight with it. Her body starting to slowly descend, landing on top of the squad eleven barracks with a thump as her struggle continued. Finally, after a few more minutes of this internal struggle, she managed to cage the beast once more, panting as she lifted herself on to her feet, standing atop the building.