[Egg Discovery! Open to all.]

"Is it a seashell?" Sacre pondered over it. His velvet black nose snorted on its surface like he was smelling something foreign. Inari was sat before it, his beady eyes roving every part of it whilst his head twitched from side to side and sometimes he would move to observe it from another angle. The pair had got to this mind fuddling point in their jovial adventures whilst playing a game of hide and seek, increasing the difficultly by staging it on the beach where creativity was key to win. It was Sacre's turn to count when he reached the final number and turned to see Inari clear in view, the fox pouring over a strange object that had been washed onto the sand by the sea. It was an odd object, parts of it was smooth and a lot of it was marred by seaweed and dirt making it hard to decipher. If it was indeed a seashell it was one hell of one at that! The boy was all for taking it as his own personal item when his brows knit together as he pulled the seaweed off. This was no giant seashell! Inari watched with a perplexed expression as his friend jumped back in surprise. Sacre had seen this kind of object before and he looked at his red touched friend who had been born from an object very much the same as this.

Carefully, Sacre began to roll it along the beach and away from the water that threatened to reclaim it. His bright blue eyes sparkled with excitement as Inari followed behind, lost and confused. "What is it?" The vulpine finally demanded with a hint of frustration in his voice. The crafter stopped rolling it and turned to look at his bonded in surprise, "you don't know?" the thought was coloured with a hint of surprise. "It's an egg, you were born from an egg like this" he informed the fox with unconfined happiness. Inari's gaze grew wildly interested then as he padded over to it quickly, button nose sniffing its entire contents with great interest. "Does that mean it's a fox? Do I get to have a brother or sister?! It better not have more tails than me like, like... Like Natraj has" Sacre laughed at his friends bitterness over his lack of tail and shrugged a reply "I don't know, we'll find out when it hatches".

The journey home would be a long one if he took the egg, it would take a lot of rolling and short periods of picking it up. Yet, Sacre could not leave such a precious thing behind, so, both horse and fox continue to roll it across the sandy terrain.