Far Away
Chapter one- Fatherly Figure
"I love you Spyro. Please, promise me you will return safely." These were the last words Cynder said to Spyro before he left for his mission with Hunter, guarding the cheetah village of Avalar and protecting the borders. It didn't seem any different than any other time, except for one key detail: Cynder was not there. She would regularly go with him on this yearly mission, but this time Spyro and Cynder were expecting a baby, so Cynder had to stay at the temple with the guardians to stay safe.
Having to fly from the wall of fire to the ocean was a tedious task and sometimes took many years. So far Spyro was away for three years, everyday missing Cynder with all his heart. He longed to see his mate, but more importantly his new baby girl or boy. He could only think about what he or she would look like. A small bundle of scales waiting for daddy to come home. It was thoughts like this that kept Spyro from straying off the path, and trying to finish the mission as quickly as possibly, to make him work as hard as he could and come home to his new family.
Some people thought that being the legendary purple dragon was a peaceful and easy life-style, but Spyro begged to differ. He was constantly flying around Avalar trying to help all he could, and he would sometimes have to take part in governmental disputes that tired him immensely. It was not all fun and games unless he was visiting his "family" with Sparx.
Spyro wondered most of the time, aside from Cynder and his son or daughter, he wondered if he had a real family. Like a real father and mother, maybe true brothers or sisters. Thoughts like this made him upset, along with seeing little children with their fathers playing tag or their fathers scolding them for staying out too late. Ignitus was the closest thing he had to a father, but even though Spyro loved him, he would never be able to replace a real father. Spyro just wanted someone he could hangout with and tell his adventures to, someone who would atleast be there for him. Spyro would put these thoughts aside and find some sleep, a very hard thing to do.
Spyros' heart stopped when he reached the valley of Avalar. He had completed his task in circling the borders, now he could find Hunter and return home to his family. A tear of joy trickled down his cheek as he sped up his pace to the Cheetah village. He could soon see the village, and with a great burst of energy he flew through the air and landed in the heart of the village.
He repeatedly asked the Cheetahs where Hunter was, and they responded with directions, and congratulations for the birth of the purple dragon was extroadinary. He followed the directions up the path to Chief Prowlus' tent. Spyro could hear yelling and arguing in the tent, and Spyro then knew that it was Hunter and Prowlus. Hunter stormed out of the tent and banged his fists on a flag pole.
"Ugh, Hunter?" Spyro walked toward him.
"Spyro! I did not hear you. You heard that didn't you?"
'Yeah, what was it about?"
"I tried to tell that fool Prowlus to triple the security on the wall of fire. Their have been raids on some villages there, by Grublins. But, no matter. I bet you want to return home?"
"Yes," Spyro said excited, "I was looking forward for this day for a long time." Hunter chuckled a little bit.
"Well, then, you have my farewell. I will see you for this task next year." Spyro could not hold in his excitement and so he jumped up into the air and twirled around in the direction of the dragon temple.
"Here I come Cynder!" He shouted as he flew into the sunset.