He draws a bit closer, enticed by the soft likeness in glow exhibited by the egg. It reminds him of his own glow, his own powers and he wonders just what kind of powers this little one beheld.
Not daring to touch it, he allows the aura of his magic to extend outward cautiously. Caressing the creature with a kind hand. Feeling its exuberant health within his proverbial palm, he smiles again. He feels something that is concealed by the protective shell and only will be revealed in time.
Amen gathers them to head back to their shelter and he obeys as usual. With his head low he settles in behind his sister who characteristically is rattling off a list of more curiosities...
How did it get in the egg? Did I hatch from an egg? What color was my egg?! Fire colored I'd assume... She bounds along excited to tell Mother about their adventure today.
Fire Mimicry- Glowing, Small Flames, Fire Aura