His eyes widen as he sees the fox walk back into the cave. He was jealeous. He wishes he had powers. The dragon, is well, a dragon, and the fox can change into things instantly, and she has blades of some sort, as does Vosur. The cecada can freeze and make no movements.
But he thought about something that is more powerful than everything. He had a lot of kindness and love. He has broken up a few fights in his lifetime, and he makes friends instantly. He would never harm anything. He would help a fellow furry if they were lost, or hurt. He would comfort anyone who had a problem. He would help them solve it, but he wouldn't solve it for them.