Well, this was not something that he expected. Waiting, with held breath, his attention was focused entirely on the feline as he waited to hear what task was being asked of him, what “gift” he was receiving this time. So he was startled when the egg was revealed, recognizing a companion egg from experience with others. He had been so sure that there was going to be some daunting task that his mother would ask of him - though this certainly fell into that category in a different sense.

With a careful motion, the egg is rolled gently toward him and Mesec stepped forward toward it. Again the voice inside his head, explaining why the egg was being given to him. He felt humbled at these words, feeling the weight of this new task settle on him. It truly was both a gift and a task and the responsibility was not something that he could ignore. Here was a tiny little life, kept safe within the egg for now, that would hatch and depend on him. He did not know much about the bond between companion and horse, only what he had been able to see as an outsider. He thought of Ophelia and Tinek, of Roskuld and Chico and it was that last pair that brought a smile to his face.

At least he would know who to go to for help. Reluctantly, he looked away from the black and silver egg and to the feline that had cared for it, kept it warm, and he nodded to her - acknowledging her words and the advice that she gave. Though he did not completely believe her words about his mother, the desire to believe them was present. “Thank you.” He would have to remember to thank his mother too, when the time came and he had the courage to seek her out, but for now his attention was on the little egg that began to shift as his breath touched it.

Quickly he jerked his head back, fearful that he had somehow hurt whatever was living inside, and watched as a small crack formed where he had breathed on the egg and then more - until enough of the shell cracked that it began to fall away. There, sitting amongst the black shell with a little piece still perched atop its head like a hat, was a little baby bird.

And he knew, as his silver eyes looked into the small eyes of this new life and as he felt something change within him, that Ampere was going to kill him.