This is the first piece of fan fiction I have written and I would love some feedback! I've read so much over the years mainly mass effect, i but I thought I would finally give it a shot myself with one of my favourite character pairings of all time.
Disclaimer: I do not own nor am I affiliated with the Spyro Franchise.
In front of Spyro and Cynder stood the doors to Malefors personal keep in all of its tainted glory. The pale gray stone shimmered from the intense heat of the lava that surrounded that fortress, creating an atmosphere that was as beautiful as it was deadly. Spyro couldn't help but reflect on the brevity of the situation, likely this was going be their last stand for the world. This was the culmination of the intertwined destiny that he shared with Cynder and all their previous efforts had led them to this final confrontation. Together they had achieved the impossible albeit unwillingly at times since their escape from the crystal that had imprisoned them for three years previously. In a few short weeks, they had managed to escape from the well of souls, defend Warfang from a mighty Golem and Grublin invasion and managed to cross the belt of fire due to the sacrifice of his mentor and close friend, Ignitus. This last thought pained Spyro greatly as he was still coming to terms with the loss and he sunk his head dejectedly.
Cynder noticed his downward look and enveloped the purple dragon with her crimson wing, bringing his eyes level with her own. She had a gut feeling about what was troubling Spyro and wanted to reassure him all was going to be okay.
"It's about Ignitus isn't it?" she slowly asked. Her emerald eyes seemingly able to peer directly into his soul.
Spyro slowly nodded in response, he felt a slight blush through his scales but couldn't deny the calming effect that being close to Cynder brought over him.
"I just don't know if we have the strength to deal with Malefor." Spyro stammered. "This has all happened so fast…. what if we aren't ready? If Ignitus gave his life for nothing?"
Cynder took one of his paws in her own and cooed softly "Together we can do this, you have never once given up me Spyro." Her heart seemed to skip a beat as she recalled how he had selflessly saved her from the Convexity which would have consumed her completely. Yet this purple dragon risked his life to save her, the "terror of the skies" despite all she had done to the dragon race. "Ignitus trusted us with this task, and I promise you that we will not let his sacrifice be in vain" her voice was full of grit and determination, yet on the inside, she had never been so scared in her life.
The simple gesture seemed to strip away any insecurities that had briefly plagued the dragon as he replied warmly "There is nobody I would rather have at my side." Realising finally he had something to fight for, a reason to win. He slowly let go of her paw and worked up the courage to ask "Are you ready for this?"
Cynder simply nodded and the pair began to walk towards the imposing metal door which stood between them and Malefor, intricately carved into the stone. It surely would have been a place of beauty, if not tainted by the corruption which had ravaged the land.
"We make a great team you know" chimed Spyro as they approached the giant stone doors.
Cynder whispered faintly so only she could hear "the best."
There was a loud creak as the ancient doors began to creek inwards, revealing the large purple dragon Malefor standing atop a platform. The room was largely empty besides for the single raised platform held in place by two large stone pillars. There was no roof, allowing for the red sky to be seen overhead.
Malefors voice boomed, causing it to echo around the stone chamber "At long last, my guests have arrived" he flashed a toothy smile at the pair before continuing "please… come in we have much to discuss".
"Such determination to get here, I wasn't sure you could make it. It seems we share other qualities besides that of our colour" He gestured towards Spyro, letting out a small mirthless laugh.
Spyro greatly despised being compared to such a monster and vehemently stated "No! I am nothing like you. I seek to salvage this world which you would so willingly destroy" venom dripping from every word.
"Do you really think so?" Smiled Malefor "Hmm… we'll get to that" chuckling lightly to himself.
Cynder brushed up against him softly giving him reassurance "Don't listen to him Spyro. Don't listen to anything he says. You are nothing like him and you know that" she whispered with a sparkle in her eye.
"You look so weary after your journey" Malefor paced towards the dragons slowly before continuing "However, I'm glad you two could make it in person to witness the final moments of this world before it is destroyed and reborn anew. Allow me to make your final moments more comfortable" he finished with a sinister smile upon his snout.
A blue wispy light engulfed the necklaces which bound Spyro and Cynder together as two dragons looked on in disbelief. Within a few seconds, the blue light began to fade away and with it the necklaces seemingly gone without a single shred of evidence to suggest they had even been there in the first place.
"There. That's better, isn't it? It is the least I could do for you Cynder" Malefor nodded gently towards the black dragon "After all, you've done so much for me".
Cynder tried her best to appear unshaken, but the words cut her deeply. She was still not ready to forgive herself for what she had done in the past and could feel a dark impulse eating her from within, begging to be unleashed. She backed slowly away from Malefor trying to resist the presence he was exerting upon her, resulting in Spyro stepping between them.
"You used her!" He glared at Malefor. "I've come to know Cynder better than you ever will, I know she would never do such a thing out of her own free will!" he said with a confidence that he hoped would inspire Cynder.
Malefor simply smiled to himself thinking could these two really have bonded together? That will make what will happen next all the more interesting he mused. Quickly he snapped out of his thoughts before continuing.
"No matter, I used her. She used you. What does it matter really?"
"What does he mean Cynder?" Spyro softly cooed.
Malefor took this opportunity to act almost surprised "What… he doesn't know?" He laughed almost hysterically "Go on, tell him. You mustn't leave him in the dark…."
"Tell me what?" Spyro asked. Silently he hoped to himself that Malefor was simply trying to create distrust between the pair, which there was no way he would let happen.
The hulking purple dragon happily obliged with "How she lured you to the Well of Souls… How she tricked you into freeing me"
"You're lying" Cynder shouted back not wanting to believe what she had heard but she was unable to ignore the doubt eating at the back of her mind.
"Hmm… I find it peculiar how you've chosen to remember things, Cynder" He said moving forward, barely a meter in front of the two dragons. "Let me assure you. It was you who freed me" He said smiling at Spyro. "And you who brought me back, Cynder". He laughed menacingly at the pair thoroughly enjoying the spectacle he was creating.
Cynder and Spyro turned to face each other and Spyro broke the silence by asking "Cynder… is it true?" with what strength he could muster.
She closed her eyes and turned her head away "No… I don't know... I don't know anymore..." She was on the verge of tears and almost entirely consumed by the doubt which Malefor had carefully been instilling upon her during their conversation.
"Oh, I think you do. But perhaps you need a little nudge" Malefors eyes began to glow in a yellow light and Cynder was unable to resist the doubt within her. She levitated briefly into the air and her scales turned an oily black, losing their natural sheen. A dark purple shadow also enveloped her body as the corruption seetheed around her.
He was laughing uncontrollably at this point thinking how easy it had been to break her will and determination.
Spyro cried out for Cynder but there was no response from his friend. Her eyes were now a glowing white rather than her emerald green, and she walked menacingly towards her former ally.
Malefor chimed "Ignitus should have warned you. You are alone here, young dragon. You have always been alone. Still here you are trying so desperately to save this miserable world."
He looked towards Spyro in disgust before adding "and most importantly refusing to accept the true role of the purple dragon"
Cynder no longer in control of her own actions at this point slammed the stunned Spyro with a harsh head-butt, sending him sprawling across the floor.
He continued his speech seemingly unphased "I'm sure you've been told that I was the first of our kind. But I assure you there has been many. It has been the duty of our predecessors to resurrect the Destroyer and the Golems of the deep, to bring about the great cleansing."
Cynder used her wind prowess to accelerate her speed before slamming her side into Spyro, once again sending him sprawling into the wall where he struggled to stand.
"This is the true nature of our kind, it is your destiny to destroy the world".
"NO!' Spyro slammed a paw into the ground in defiance "I don't believe that!"
Malefor simply laughed "Of course you don't. But you have fulfilled your destiny nonetheless. In my time, I was prevented from completing my quest. But you have carried the flame be it through your own will or not. And soon, the world will be destroyed, you along with it. He opened his mouth revealing a toothy grin.
Spyro felt completely overwhelmed at this moment. He knew he couldn't face Malefor alone, he had to free Cynder. There must be something, some way his mind rqacing frantically. He vaguely recalled that cinder was able to coax him out of his own dark state by reaffirming the bond between them. He remembered the words Igneous had left them before his fate "Draw strength from each other and follow your heart, it will never fail."
Cynder whipped at Spyro savagely with her tail blade, exclaiming "Fight back!"
Instead, the purple dragon sheltered himself with his wings, absorbing the impact as best he could. He was simply not willing to risk hurting the black dragoness being kept against her will.
After a few more savage lashings with her tail and on the verge of losing control she yelled "Why won't you fight back!"
With a broken voice, Spyro responded with all the love he could muster "Because you've left me nothing to fight for".
Those few words cut straight through the doubt that had consumed her, knowing that Spyro was fighting for her. She snapped out of her shadowed form instantly and moved towards Spyro with tears in her eyes "There is always something" and they shared a comforting glance before turning back to face the real threat in the room.
"Argh! So be it!" spat Malefor "You've made your choice Cynder and so you shall suffer the same fate as our heroine here." His eyes glowed yellow again and the same blue wisps enveloped the pair of dragons again and the necklaces binding the two together reappeared.
"Prepare to die" he muttered and flew into the sky, preparing for the inevitable combat to follow.
Spyro turned to Cynder and asked "Are you with me"?
She simply nodded as if to say "I'm with you" and the pair took off after Malefor.
Malefor was ready as the two dragons approached him, greeting them with a torrent of fire. Both of the dragons were nimble enough to dance away from the flames, yet they could still feel the heat from the intense flames against their scales.
Malefors immense size came at a disadvantage in the air as there was little he could do to avoid the fast aerial attacks that the pair could throw at him. Knowing this he instead opted to keep the pressure firmly on them forcing Spyro and Cynder to fly defensively around him.
Unleashing a sweeping torrent of Dark Aether he caused Spyro to dive awkwardly underneath his breath while Cynder spiralled upwards, creating an updraft with her wind element. This caused a strain on the tether between the two dragons, forcing them fly in towards Malefor.
Being slightly faster Cynder darted behind Malefors right wing unleashing her acid breath on the exposed membrane causing the large dragon to rear in pain. He lashed his tail swiftly in retaliation which glanced against cinder with just enough force to send her spinning away.
Spyro seized the opportunity while Malefor was distracted, unleashing a devastating fireball into his exposed flank. Spyro fully committed to his momentum and lashed out savagely with claws and tail causing some small lacerations across Malefors back as he reared in pain.
Malefor disgusted with himself for allowing these ignorant hatchlings to get past his offensive so quickly, channelled his dark energy into propelling himself through the air at an incredible speed, disengaging easily from the two dragons. Now in a much better vantage point, Malefor unleashed a powerful breath weapon that intertwined the elements of fear and shadow together. Large purple balls that shimmered with an unnatural beauty where released from his gaping mouth and began hurtling towards the two young dragons at an incredible speed.
Knowing they would have to work together Spyro and Cynder quickly regrouped to face the purple missiles. With only mere seconds before collision, Spyro had already formulated a plan and his mind and yelled for Cynder to quickly unleash her shadow breath.
Without hesitation, the young dragoness unleashed a thick smoke into the air, curious as to what Spyro had planned. Spyro immediately followed with his ice breath drawing all the moisture in the surrounding atmosphere to unleash a howling torrent that froze the oily shadows into a thick shield. With only a second to spare the dull thud a dozen missiles bouncing harmlessly off the wall could be heard. Knowing they had barely escaped death Spyro gave Cynder a small grin which she returned in the moment's respite.
As they moved towards Malefor with renewed vigour Cynder shouted "Now just like we have practised okay?" as the words left her mouth she was already forming a slipstream with her wind breath creating a current that would carry Spyro at a heightened speed towards Malefor.
Instantly recognising the plan Spyro began to Ionize his claws and horns as Volteer had taught him, creating a static field to manifest around his extremities. He dove into the slipstream and launched himself with incredible speed building up electrical energy as he charged headlong into the exposed Malefor.
Before he could figure out what the pair was up he saw yellow electricity flash and a certain purple dragon careening towards him at a remarkable speed. Cursing himself for not catching this combination of moves earlier Malefor could do little else then brace for inevitable impact as he did not possess the lithe and grace of the smaller dragons in the air.
Spyro connected firmly with the front left leg of Malefor causing a large gash and a large surge of electricity throughout his body causing him to cry out in immense pain. Large globules of bright red blood could be seen falling from hid wound, gleaming with a sinister metallic beauty.
He tried desperately to claw at Spyro while he was in close proximity but the lithe form of the purple dragon narrowly avoided every swipe. As Cynder closed in Malefor yelled out "it has already begun." He gestured beneath them as the destroyer could be seen entering the volcano, signifying the destruction of the world to begin.
Spyro looked on with and his voice filled with sorrow as he exclaimed "We're too late!"
Despite his wound, Malefor laughed, "Welcome to the end of the world, as I promised it to you. I'm disappointed you chose the wrong side Cynder, but as they say, love blinds you."
The very world began to shake around them as the Dragon Realms began to break apart at the very seams. Large chunks of earth and the former fortress began to float of their own free will, seemingly no longer anchored by gravity. A pale red light bathed the entire world, creating a truly formidable vision. Surely this was the end of the dragon race the prophecy had come true.
Wanted to escape the aerial combat Malefor sped towards a large chunk of his fortress that had been misplaced by the destroyer. Landing with a resounding thud Malefor couldn't help but appreciate that he had finally achieved his goal. The destroyer had reached the centre of the Dragon Realms and the cycle was to begin anew.
Spyro and Cynder raced after him, not knowing if they could stop the destruction. However, Spyro could feel the strength of the Ancestors within him giving him the peace of mind to at least prevent Malefor from seeing the destruction of the world with his own eyes.
The landing of the two dragons snapped Malefor back to reality. This would be his final stand he knew his goal had been achieved and now he just had to deal with these pesky hatchlings.
Entirely consumed by darkness at this point a dark energy began to glow around Malefor as his claws began to glow menacingly, promising to sheer through anything they came in contact with.
Wanting to make the first move he sprang up aggressively bringing his uninjured right paw for a vicious strike across the area the two dragons occupied.
The pair were separated by the vicious attack with Cynder careening off to the left and Spyro barely dodging underneath the paw as it swiped above him.
Seeing the opportunity Cynder charged towards his exposed flank but at the last second had to pull away when she heard Spyro cry "Watch out". This exposed Malefor feint and he was left grasping at the air the black dragoness had occupied only a second earlier. Cynder landed gracefully next to Spyro as they readied for the next attack.
Cursing under his breath Malefor viciously slammed the ground the two dragons stood on causing them to rocket into the air, intertwining as they went. A pale purple glow enveloped the dragons in light aether as they changed directions mid-air and spiralled into the exposed back of Malefor.
Malefor grunted in immense pain as the three dragons began to spiral out of control, diving towards the centre of the planet. They sky quickly faded into an earthen hue as they fell roughly into a cylindrical passage which sprawled on endlessly beneath them. Regaining his senses quickly Malefor managed to stabilize himself and grasped the two dragons from his back and slammed them into the wall of the cavern.
Spyro and Cynder grunted in pain from the jarring impact, with Cynder in particular feeling as if she had no air left to breathe. But she did not panic in the situation realising that she was in the grasp of Malefors left paw which had previously injured by Spyro. Completely out of instinct, she whipped her tail blade blindly against his foreleg hoping to hit his injury. She was rewarded with a howl of agony and this momentarily weakened his grip enough that both dragons were able to escape his grasp.
Wasting no time Cynder and Spyro once again whirled together forming an aether comet, smashing into Malefors side dragging him further down into the abyss. He landed heavily against a smooth stone floor and shook his head staring at the two dragons who would dare to oppose him.
"You cannot defeat me! my experience spans thousands of years!" he snarled unleashing all of the darkness within him creating a vivid purple beam of pure aether that sparked towards the heroes. Spyro and Cynder instantly responded with their own light aethers, creating a fork that began pushing against the beam Malefor formed.
"Just… Hang…. On!" Spyro managed to gasp as he knew their combined power could overwhelm the monster before them.
Cynder pressed on with all her strength within her, determined to prove that she had changed forever. She was no longer a pawn of Malefor. Her chest burned from her exertion but she pushed on bravely spurred onwards by the thoughts for a certain purple dragon.
And just like that Malefor was unable to breach the combined strength of the beams and was knocked back sprawling onto the stone floor. As he struggled to stand up he noticed 5 ethereal purple dragons standing before him, all with a stern look of disapproval set upon their muzzles. Before he even had a chance to think the squadron barrelled into him and he felt his ties to the mortal world slip away before him.
Spyro and Cynder could only stare in amazement as the Ancestors dissolved Malefors corporal form in front of their eyes. The necklaces which bound them together also pulsated with pale blue energy once more dissipating into nothingness, seemingly suffering the same fate as the creator.
Despite their victory, they could only see the destruction of the world before them. The entire world was shaking before them. Feeling completely insignificant despite what they had done Cynder said barely more than a whisper "Spyro, I'm sorry… I'm so sorry" Tears sparkling in her eyes.
Spyro moved towards her nuzzling her gently before gently replying "Don't be, it's over".
Cynder sighed softly "This is it?"
Spyro closed his eyes and could feel the presence of his former master Igneous whispering his final words of advice to the young dragon. "Spyro, when a dragon dies, he does not truly leave this world. His spirit lives on, binding itself with nature and offering hope for the future."
Spyro opened his eyes and renewed with a clear purpose "I know what I need to do. Please, Cynder he begged, "You have to get out of here."
"Spyro no! You don't have to do anything. Let's just go"
"There will be nothing left Cynder! The world is breaking apart"… "But I think I can stop it, I think I was destined to."
Cynder knowing she could never be complete without Spyro replied softly "Then I'm with you"
A pale light engulfed Spyro as he lifted into the air, shortly after the same occurred to Cynder and the two were left grasping paws as the world seemingly ended around them.
Before losing consciousness Cynder whispered "I love you" with all of her heart to the purple dragon before her, full well knowing this was likely the last moment they would ever share together.
A soothing purple glow began to emanate from the two dragons which quickly spread outwards extending as a large sphere of energy. It replaced the Armageddon red which had briefly encased the world after the destroyer had begun the cycle anew. Instead, the world began to reform the way it was previously. The cycle had been stopped! While the world wouldn't be exactly as it was before the damaged shards of Dragon Realms began to reconnect and the purple glow slowly faded into a beautiful yellow sunset across the entire planet.
Spyro opened his eyes to see a pale yellow glow before him. He thought to himself was this it, have I joined the ancestors? He shook his head and realised the light was from a sunset and he was standing in the Valley of Avala. It was just as beautiful as he remembered, with gentle sloping green valleys stretching as far as the eyes could see from the hill he was now standing upon. Seemingly endless mountains sprawled around the interior creating a natural sanctuary that few were lucky enough to ever see. A large Banksia tree stood before him, with beautiful red flowers blooming across its green canopy. Truly a wondrous site to behold. He walked forwards and plucked one of the flowers with his paw, Cynder fully consuming his thoughts at this time.
Glancing to his side frantically he saw the black dragoness also beginning to stir. Seeing that she was relatively unharmed brought a smile that could barely be contained on his face "we did it, together" he announced happily.
Cynder felt the joy of the moment completely overwhelming, all she could do was let the simple tears of joy trickle down her snout and land on the soft grass beneath them. "Spyro" she cooed "it's over…. It's finally over" and enveloped him with her wing, pulling him in close.
Spyro softly replied "It's just as beautiful as I remember" However he was looking directly at Cynder, not the gentle sloping valleys of Avala. "I got you a little something" he said and intertwined the red flower around Cynders left horn.
Cynder practically was humming with delight couldn't believe her luck. Not only had they saved the world but Spyro was still here with her. Even after she had briefly embraced the darkness within herself Spyro had not left her side. "It's beautiful" she whispered
Not wanting this moment to end the pair of dragon sat there gazing into the sky as the sunset dimmed, exposing a beautiful starry night. In the centre of the sky, a new constellation was clearly evident and it took the shape of a dragon that sparked with an intense ferocity amongst the pale backdrop of the other stars. Their tails slowly entwined as neither of them wanted to break the peace of this beautiful moment.
Cynder finally worked up the courage to ask. "Is what you said before true? That without me you had nothing to fight for?"
Spyro turned his gaze to the black dragoness, gazing into her sparkling emerald eyes as he huskily replied "yes, it was at the moment I realised how much you meant to me" he brought his snout against hers and they shared their first kiss amongst the starry night. As they gently broke away Spyro cooed "I love you too".
They knew the bond they shared was real. They had spent 4 years together since Spyro has rescued Cynder from the clutches of Malefors corruption. But this was the first time they had truly been able to express their emotions without worrying about what the rest of the world was up too.
For now, the pair was content watching the night sky as they slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber together. Responsibilities be damned, they had earned this night together. The rest of the world could wait until tomorrow while they enjoyed their first night of truly being young adults.
As the morning dawn gently enveloped the rolling hills in the first light a pair of dragons began to stir against the light spring mist. It was a beautiful morning to be sure, the bright red flowers of the Banksia trees standing out in stark contrast against the lush green backdrop. One would never have known that the day before the world had almost ended, it was one of these things where you had to be there. The pair had spent the previous night underneath the stars, simply enjoying the presence of each other as they mulled over what had happened the day before. The corruption which had engulfed the world was finally sealed away for good but the scars Malefor left upon the world would take a long time to heal. The pair knew there would still be challenges ahead, mainly securing peace with the other inhabitants of the Dragon Realms which had come to mistrust the dragons due to efforts of Cynder and Malefor.
Spyro was the first to wake that fateful morning as the first gentle rays of light began to shimmer about his purple and gold scales. Still rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he chimed "Did you sleep well?"
Cynder nodded and had a large smile on her snout as she replied "I've never been in such peace my entire life, this truly is something else."
Spyro could only agree, in the 18 years of his life he had known little else than the conflict that consumed the Dragon Lands. Fighting the corruption that Malefor had created and his armies of Grublins and apes had consumed most of his time. This was the first time he didn't have a goal to work towards since leaving the swamp. Malefor had been defeated but he mused that surely this wasn't to be the end of his adventures.
She moved in closer to Spyro gently licking his check with her rough tongue "and it's all thanks to you."
He blushed and turned towards her and their snouts moved together in a kiss that last several minutes before Spyro pulled away, out of breath. Grasping her front paw for reassurance he continued "I couldn't have done this without you either. It was only through your compassion that I was kept in check, you keep my tethered to this world."
Cynder blushed herself and laughed "We sound like sappy old dragons musing over the days gone by."
Spyro chuckled to himself so this is what love is? It just seems so natural I don't even have to try. As much as I hate to kill this mood I guess we shouldn't neglect out duties any longer.
Taking on a solemn tone Spyro turned to face Cynder "Do you think we should return to Warfang?"
"I… I can't go back yet… I've cut this world so deeply with my previous actions and I need to make amends. I look at all this…" she gestured to the valley around them "this picture of hope and peace. And I all see is the pain I have caused."
"Then I'm coming with you" Spyro replied without missing a beat
"I.. wasn't going to ask"
"Why not?"
"Because I respect you, damn it! You think I don't want you to come with me?"
"So ask me!"
"Spyro… I don't know what the world is going to be like now we have defeated Malefor but I have a feeling that it's going to take some time to rebuild. So, whatever happens, I want to be with you."
"I bet you say that to every dragon who saves the world." Spyro said with a sly smile
"Only the cute ones" pipped Cynder.
The two dragons sat looking out over the valley of Avalar however, it's beauty was lost to them as they were deep in contemplation about what they should do next.
"They'd probably want me to become a guardian in place of Ignitus if I returned anyway" he said with a sigh. "I'm just not ready to settle down in the city, there is so much of the world left out there for us to explore."
The black dragoness considered his words carefully before responding "I think you're right. And I owe it the Realms to put things right what the damage I caused in the past. "Perhaps I'll be ready one day, but for now, I wouldn't mind just spending time with you exploring the realm mending the bridges I have broken."
"Leaving Sparx is going to be tough, but perhaps it is best he spends some time with the other dragonflies, you know find himself a special someone and settle down. He's been through so much with me I can't just drag him into more conflict."
"Before we left Sparx asked me to look after you, and I plan to keep to it" she gave Spyro a shy smile.
"There is no one else more capable than you Cynder. Returning her smile "So it's settled then… I was thinking perhaps we should begin our search in the Tall Plains, They are fairly close by and I met a really interesting race known as the Atlawas there 4 years."
"Oh, the Tall Plains?" Cynder didn't have much memory of what had happened before Spyro had rescued her, but she had vivid memories of draining the ice energy from Cyril in order to power up the crystal key which would release Malefor. She wondered how anybody would be willing to forgive her for her actions considering they had almost led to the end of the world as they knew it. All I can do now and attempt to rebuild the bridges I fractured in the past she thought, no matter where I go I will have touched the people in a negative fashion. She let out a deep sigh, perhaps I should talk to Spyro about this later it's making my heart race just thinking about it. At least he can see me for what I have become, ancestors know I'm going to need his strength when I try to tell them I'm going to fix it.
Trying to take her mind from her thoughts she asked, "What do they look like?"
"They stood on two legs like the Cheetahs" Spyro answered carefully "But they were stockier and covered in a thick fleece of brown and whites. They have a single leader known as the 'Kane'.
"Are they friendly towards dragons?" she questioned.
Spyro couldn't help but laugh "They asked if they could worship me as a god after I rescued them from the underground. "They where… uuh… trapped by… "He stammered remembering that it was Cynders forces who had forced them to flee underground.
Cynder sighed "I've brought so much harm to this world Spyro, but I'm determined to make it right. I'm willing to accept their judgement of me because I need to answer for what I've done.
"You're stronger than you know Cynder. Through this journey I think you will find who you really are, even if I already know" the words coming straight from Spyros heart as he brushed his nose against Cynder.
"You always know what to say." She said relaxing, "Nothing stands between us now, no linking chain, no obligation to rescue the world. Whatever the Realms wish to throw at us, I will be by your side."The two dragons finding strength within each other that morning began their preparations for the journey to the High Plains.