"no i don't know who did it, i just saw the fire and put it out before it could spread" he said
(its ok i'm eating lunch while getting ready to go to PT and dance)
"Hmmm" Heather thought. "Whoever did this must have been planning treason! I must find who did this! i hoped i would never have to punish a chicken like this, but i have no choice. Are you sure you didnt see anything Eragon?"
he couldn't take it anymore "alright! it was me! but it was controlled and i put it out right after" he was almost about to cry (something he never does) "just, 'poof' fire then just like that it was gone! please don't kick me out!" he was bowing flat on the tree branch at her feet
"ok..." he stood up, closed his eyes to calm himself, took a deep breath and... "brisingur!" a ball of blue fire popped into existance above his wing he held it there slowly growing weaker waiting for her response