"When the wolf one called me a scientist, that is... almost exact to what my kind is. While we can create nearly anything in the world by experience and imagination. The power behind it is an illusion. Say... if I were to create a tempest, but I don't know exactly how it works, what created it, and the math behind it... it's potential will only be a very small fraction of what nature can create," the fox explained as he dispelled the whirlwind and created a small star-field, though his body began to tremble lightly and the star field began to dissolve slowly, but quickly reformed only to dissolve once again and leaving the fox panting heavily.
"You see? The cost is that it places more stress on our minds then what it should do. There can never be a master, and each person like me has their own specialties do to this limitation," he explained before spawning a miniature sun with little effort. The star expelled some warth into the area as well as a bright flood of light "My specificity is solar, my brother's specialty lies within demi, or as it is traditionally called gravity."