Many more came to the aid of the strange egg, none of which I found myself recognizing. It was puzzling that so many had been around here, when just minutes ago I had thought myself alone. Their scents all meshed together, so I could not distinguish who upheld allegiance with who, but I supposed that that wasn't too important at this moment.
Stepping into the water, I gave a breath of relief when the waves created from my own approach and that of others didn't disturb the egg enough to send it rolling off to a watery grave. Though I was completely clueless as to just what lie beyond the walls of the orb, whether it held life or not, I still felt the unyielding need to protect it until it was at least somewhere safer than stranded out on a lily pad. It was difficult to position myself anywhere amongst the bodies of the strangers, but I managed to situate myself so that I was looking towards the shore, left wing closest to the innocent orb. Unfolding the feathered appendage from my side, I dipped it beneath the water and extended it out towards the egg, lifting it just enough to leave a thin stream of water between it and the bottom of the lily pad. My goal was to create a blanket in which it could roll onto, and hopefully if it did have a close call, I would be able to save it before it was forever lost.
By now, I had grown quiet, only listening with half an ear as the others began to speak. My focus was almost entirely upon that of the welfare of the egg, but even I had to admit that it was a troubling task as my company began to spout off why they were here and why they were so deserving of the creature that might lie within the milky orb. The striped male told his own tale of loneliness and rejection, and with a silent glance to the others, I could only imagine that their stories were all too the same. I could understand the pain of being alone and being without somebody who cared, for I had lived in such a foul way for nearly my whole life; but instead of sympathy, of understanding, I was almost startlingly filled with something I'm not sure I had ever felt towards another before; disgust.
Their stories fell on little more than deaf ears, as mine were back in clear annoyance at their tales.
"I'm here because I saw a creature in need," I spoke in a steady voice, my eyes not straying from the very egg of which I spoke of. "And that is it."
"blah blah blah."
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