*lurks up towards Kat and her eyes are caight by the beautiful colors.*
Tink smiles and gently picks up the egg and hugs it with her neck and arms, but gently. "I have always wanted a dragon child." Tink sighed and placed the egg down by her feet. "Mind If a real dragon keeps it in her pouch,til it hatches?" She asked and lifted it up and examined once more, before waiting for an anwser, "I am really, the one...who needs to take care of it, After all, I am grown up, and It will be much more comfertable in my pouch, than in a sack." Tink said and placed it softly in her pouch, and on a pillow her mother gave to her, made out of cotton.