"Spyro, when a dragon dies, he does not truly leave this world, his spirit lives on" Was all spyro could think about. He remembered defeating Malefor with Cynder and heard her saying she loved him. He thought he was dead. In his dream, he started going towards the light, until a black paw pulls him back to life. He was struggling to get free of this paw, and tried to go towards the light. Of course, he couldent break free because this black paw held him very tightly. He then woke up, and saw Cynder kissing him. His cheeks started to blush.
"Spyro, please wake up!" said Cynder, trying to put some air into him. She saw his cheeks blush, and hers were feeling warm too, and had to turn away
"What happend?" asked Spyro, trying not to blush, but only succeeding in blushing more.
"I thought you weren't breathing..." said Cynder, embarrased.
"Thats what they all say" sighed spyro. Cynder just started laughing uncomfortably.
"Sorry"
"Its okay. Thats actually the first time a female has ever kissed me!" said Spyro casualy. He didnt seem to notice that Cynder was blushing.
"So... what should we do now?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've never been alive in peace before... so I have no clue what its like..." tears started to form in her eyes"
"I didnt mean it like that, im sorry" he hugged Cynder. She immediately stopped crying.
"You know, we could just live here. Just the two of us, happily. No more killing, pain or guilt. Just happiness and calmness" said Cynder, with a cute smile over her face
"well, we could stay here a little while..."
"Yay!"
"But what about the others? Like for example, Sparks?" Cynder pondered over that quistion, then decided.
"Only one day then..." said Cynder, saddly.