You were right, it’s not the same species as the other eggs. So if it’s not a dragon, what is it?

And look, it’s gotten bigger! Maybe it will reach its full size soon.

Limelyre, poor bard, has a story to tell

It all began when he fell on his tail

It swelled up and turned blue

And hurt, believe you

Then the green dinos declared

It was with blue dinos he shared

A most common heritage

But the blue dinos didn't think so

And made a big stink-oh

So poor Limelyre had no-where to go

He took up his lyre, and now for you

He plays his sad little tune

Won't you spare a penny

Or maybe, perhaps, two

So he can fill his tummy

With something yummy

And thus, Limelyre says thank you