He watched in awe as a strings of light flew from the thing or things swirling around it. Silver eyes squint at the seer light they create. The egg starts to rock and spin slowly, and his heart goes out to the poor creature inside he imagines a tiny wolf trying to hold down whatever an egg baby has in it's stomach. Without thought his ivy marked legs move him forward until he is right at the edge of the shimmering dancing circle. Before he can speak on the egg's behave a giant pillar of sun stone appears below it. He can clearly see the thing is cradling the egg, and something seems off. He is sure these, or thing, would not allow the egg to be stolen from it's(their) clutches so easily, but he longs to try, longs to reach out and natch the egg. He wants to keep the poor unborn child save, away from the spinning and shell shattering crash. He steps towards the pillar carefully eyes moving to the blurred shape as it sings higher and faster. He is sure something will become of him, even if he does not reach the egg in time. In time for the thing or things to give it away.
"Talk."
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