I own nothing except my OC's, if you sue me you get a boot to the head
I crouched in the ruins of a small shrine overlooking what was once a great center of worship for my race waiting for spy to emerge with the target.
I am a dragon, one of the few that survived the great scouring, I am just entering adolescence and my scales are a bright aquamarine blue, my wings and underside a dark purple, and my horns and spines bright sliver, my keen eyes picked out every detail in the far rocks- there, a movement. My eyes focused briefly on the location before I broadened my view, mentally chiding myself for allowing a slip up to occur on such an important mission, my mentor always told me-
"your target will always appear as a movement or a sound rather than a figure, keep your focus wide to identify these subtle signs"Another movement, I tensed and leaped from my perch, gliding silently under the cover of darkness, landing on the surprised minion.
"Zat you boss?"
I shook my head at the minion's stupidity
but...
The gem had fallen and rolled off the cliff.
"Damn!" I cursed; jumping of the minion and the cliff after the runaway power stone with my wings tucked close to my sides as I closed the distance and, for lack of a better idea grabbed it in my jaw. But fortune was not on my side, as a sphere of shadow energy (likely thrown by the shadow minion) collided with my back; and the resulting force knocked the jewel loose from the vice grip of my mouth.
I opened my wings and slowed my descent to land on the canyon floor glancing around for the diamond but it was nowhere to be found. Then I felt something in my throat and all I could think was.
Oh shit
no flames or it's a boot to the head, this is going to be a mega crossover story that will eventually move into Spyro's world so if you don't like it then boot to the head
