This is gonna be my first fanfiction, I hope it does well, fingers crossed. and Ill hopefully be able to continue this story. and not leave you guys hanging. if I decide to call it quits.but I'll let you know in advance of course.

Anyway. this story is gonna take place a few days after the defeat of malefore. I always thought that when the earth, broke up in the game. some pieces of the planet would come back in weird ways, so I incorporated this into the story. Warfang and many other locations will be somewhere else.

This story is gonna start kind of slow, but will speed up as time goes on, and have more action.

I obviously don't own Spyro the dragon series. Nor would I want to, especially with the direction that it took. Cough cough,

(sky landers).

Deep in the valley of avalar, surrounded by the overflowing abundance of tall timber trees tightly packed together, barely allowing the scarce grass beneath, starved of any available sunlight causing the ground vegetation to grow in interspersed patches along the dirt packed soil,grew an exceedingly large amount of berry bushes.

bullying the local vegetation into submitting into its dominance, stretching high into the air about 6 feet,casting the lower fledgling plants into a premature death,almost bowing to the superior berry plant a sudden gust of wind tearing any loose hanging berries from their perch causing them to be flung from the towering plant, scattering all over the soil beneath spreading seeds along the forest floor, in a funny way karma was taking place, the seeds would only grow a few inches in the all destroying shade,soon they would bow to the same plant they once clung proudly too.

a small orangish Hued hand reached down, cutting off all plans of taking root as the juicy red berry was flung into the open mouth of Sparx the dragonfly, who gave a contented sigh, ending the short lived life of the berry,

only accompanied by loud snacking as the juices burst from the encompassing body pushing down his throat and sliding down too his stomach chilling the back of his parched throat and bursting from his mouth taking shelter on his lower lip, a small smile broke his smacking a content sigh escaping him as his tongue almost absent minded began cleaning his lower lip adding the escaping juices to his stomach.

turning his wings and allowing them to propel him forward, he set his eyes on an especially large prize, he could see some of the falling sunlight falling on it and that made it look all the more enticing, he couldn't help his fingers unclenching greedily, or his arms extending before him preparing to make the berry his, the cool air was suddenly disrupted, a powerful gust swept into his left side knocking him off course deep into the powerful stalk of the berry bush.

he shook his head the encompassing leaves parting as his already extended arms clung to a pair of healthy, way too slippery leaves he snorted in anger having already gone through this twice in the exact same day, so he wasn't surprised as he emerged from the Bush and saw a huge shining black snout had his prize berry perched on its slimy pink tongue, mocking young bright green eyes honed in on him, searching his face for any shreds of annoyance, he couldn't help the betraying frown that took over his face replacing his content with a pit of severe disappointment.

as the berry disappeared down into the offending black snouts mouth, loud smacking mimicking his earlier feasting but with a mouth more than triple his size, he couldn't help his brows creasing together at the show, the berry could have been finished in a single bite but instead the unnecessary wet smacking noises continued, also allowing the juices to run down its maw.

"Cynder I would ask you why your parents never told you to chew with your mouth closed, but that would be a little rude wouldn't it."

"No, not when yours LIVING ones, never taught you to chew with yours closed."

Sparx snorted in contempt rolling his eyes at his earlier actions. flying closer to Cynder's snout he reached out before she could jerk her head away and he swiped some of the shining juice off her lower lip. Coating his hand in the sweet smelling juice before flicking his wrist covered in juices into the mocking green eyes, and back into her smirking snout.

"I do what I want darkness, how many times have you ever heard me smack before this."

Despite Sparx supposed friendly tone, Cynder looked almost evil her eyes creasing together as she wiped the juice off her lip a glare replacing her smirk, much to Sparx delight.

"I don't think I have the time to list off every single time."

Sparx felt his heart almost skip a beat, his face morphing from smug to incredulous in about a second.

"Oh please I think you should see a doctor because your memory is going." As he spoke his arm pointed directly at cynder's forhead.

Cynder's face took on a hopefully snide look, all the while flicking her paw at Sparx buzzing him off, to Sparx, it was a rarely seen effeminate paw flick.

"I'm so glad your concerned for my well being Sparx, but seeing as we're probably hundreds of miles from the nearest city, where on earth would I find one."

Sparx rolled his eyes raising himself an inch, his wings flickering faster in fake anger as he met Cynder's smug stare.

"true, there might not be a doctor nearby, but I'm very skilled in overweight dragon management, seeing as some mental illness stems from low self confidence would you like my professional help." Sweetness dropped from his confident words like heavy rain.

"If anything, you need to put ON weight."

Sparx snorted, "I actually value my slim physique unlike you."

Sparx childishly flew directly in front of her face as he spoke sticking his own grey tongue out. Eyes closed he failed to see the broad smile on cynder's lips.

"Yeah your physique is great, especially for this."

A triumphant smirk slid easily onto Cynder's face as she spoke, her front claws tapping in thought, as her wings uncurled from her back,swinging one directly at him a powerful gust of elemental air erupted from it.

caught off guard, a very feminine yell erupted from sparx, as he was sent spiraling once again, slamming his back into the berry bush, not easily defeated though he emerged from the plant, clinging to all the dignity he had left after letting out a yell like that.

which was barely over a one in his book, he felt the roster of manly screams sliding further down even lower than that though, as a sickly sweet laughter breathlessly invaded his eardrums.

as Cynder dramatically fell on her back, the soil underneath cushioning her with a soft smack, amusement chocked her up as her paws curled into and around her stomach, feeling the spasming waves of her own laughter.

Watching her display Sparx only had one thought "pathetic," Sparx felt his antennas rising in irritation, a habit he'd developed as a child.

dealing with his purple side kick since he was young, and although he tried, he'd never been able to leave his childhood habit in its long overdue place.

He frowned before an evil thought entered his mind.

quickly erasing any other thoughts of retaliation in one simple string of intelligent thinking, he snapped mental scissors down onto the thought. that seemed to revolve around his afore mentioned purple side kick.

"SPYROOOOOO,"at his loud call the bushes nearer his right began to shuffle heavily, as Spyro emerged into their portion of forest, his golden eyes had to slightly adjust to the darkness of this particular part of the immense covered portion of land.

Sparx flew to him pulling his horn without permission, or gentleness into cynder's direction, Spyro let himself be led if only to get this problem over faster.

He sat his haunches down next to Cynder, pulling his horn from Sparx grip, as she laughed the noise was sweeter than any music he'd heard in his young life, his heart jumped to the cadence, every methodical beat pushed against his rib cage shaking his head of the thought he felt his vision lean to the right, slightly confused as to what was going on, and who that feminine scream had come from.

as he saw Cynder laughing and realizing it wasn't her voice, he looked left and right seeing know one else in the area he turned to Sparx.

"What's going on, I could hear a girl screaming from across the river."

At this comment, Cynder who had been on the verge of sitting up, finding herself spluttering with little oxygen, fell back to the ground as her laughter grew even louder than before at Spyros comment.

"What girl Spyro, the only thing I see here are three guys."Sparx muttered dejectedly at Spyro, though his eyes bore holes into Cynder, almost like he was trying to shut her up with his imagination.

Cynder hearing the insult sent Sparx a very humbling, sultry stare, twisting her body on the ground almost seductively to face him fully.

"I'm not into guys Cynder you can drop the act."

"Well Sparx seeing how you've never been with any girls, maybe it's time to trade teams."

Cynder said lowering her voice to that of a males sitting up to face the group, her giggles in between, implying a deeper meaning."

Sparx growled at the cruel fact,"some of us were busy saving the planet."

Spyro turned his eyes briefly from Cynder to Sparx to Cynder again, who had recovered enough to send Spyro an amused stare.

"did you know your brother has a higher voice than volteer, when he's just discovers something new."

Spyro shook his head at the joke, a bemused smile infecting him now, recalling the screech that had brought his attention their way in the first place.

"oh yeah, did I ever tell you the time when Sparx tried to bathe in a river that was surrounded by apes, that had been waiting for me instead."

At the memory Spyro let his mind wander for a moment. Only to feel a slight stinging pain at recalling it, reaching up a paw to his head he discovers Sparx hitting him repeatedly in the same spot angrily.

"how many times have I told you, not to bring that up anymore."

Spyro ducked apologetically, dodging any other incoming strikes.

"Sparx stop, I can't help if your slapping me."

Spyro Shouted indignantly, Sparx only answer was to begin shouting back, not really angry but for the sake of getting back at Cynder, he would stoop to any means, even if Spyros usual dose of "parenting the two," as he put it, involved having them both apologize, mostly, Sparx wasn't planning on being coerced into it this time.

"Spyro I'm trying to eat in peace, and this GUY right here won't stop tossing me around,with her stupid wind gust,you gotta make her stop."

"Well, what did you do to get blasted in the first place."

"Would you believe I only beat her to a berry."

Spyro flicked his gaze to Cynder, who only shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, her lazy gaze falling on Spyro.

"To be fair, I hadn't eaten yet."

"Cynder,Sparx is way smaller than you, he could get hurt."

"Oh Spyro please, it was only a tiny gust,he's exaggerating."

Spyro felt his eyes pulled to Sparx, already knowing that Sparx didn't like being called a liar.

Though, Spyro couldn't exactly vouch for his overall reputation of truth telling, he could still feel the rage rolling off Sparx even before he spoke.

"Spyro, the gust she hit me with would have knocked your butt off your feet."

Out the corner of his eye, Spyro saw Cynder lifting up a wing, smile pulling at her lips

"want to test that."

Spyro turned on Cynder quickly, so fast he felt his neck pop from the sudden jerk, cringing slightly he couldn't help the slight yell that injected into his voice.

"NO CYNDER THATS FINE, please don't it's not necessary."

Cynder only lowered her wings in mock sadness.

"your no fun anymore."

Spyro rolled his eyes "well I don't think Sparx has fun when you blow him around either."

Cynder faked a look of mock shame, her voice taking on the pitch of a child's.

"but Spyro, he's so much fun to push around."

Spyro felt a mild headache, as his eyes once again rolled involuntarily.

" Cynder, please apologize to Sparx, so we can put this behind us."

Cynder's look of shame vanished instantly, reappearing as a look of mild amusement, her green eyes pierced into Sparx's yellow ones, as if looking at a child that had just asked a stupid question.

"Sparx, I'm sorry... that your body is so fun to push around."

Spyro dropped his head, as Sparx retorted the noise of the two's back and forth, drilling into his ears, sighing as he would once again have to play up the bad cop role, he inhaled filling his lungs to their bursting point.

"OKAY GUYS THATS ENOUGH, NOW CYNDER APOLOGIZE TO SPARX."

"Sorry...I pushed you around Sparx."

"And"

"And what."

Spyro sighed again. his breath slightly hot, a tiny smoke vapor escaping, as he felt irritation burn in the pit of his stomach, as Sparx seemed to be undoing all his hard work with a simple two words.

Rounding on Sparx, Spyro pointed a purple paw directly at his brother, taking a steadying breath.

"Sparx, take it or leave it, that's the best your gonna get out of her."

Sparx turned his indignant eyes on Spyro, not liking the superior tone, of HIS, little side kick.

"fine, then I'm leaving it, she barely even looked at me."

Cynder interjected." Sparx your just so small, sometimes I can't see even see you. She strode forward, squinting her eyes at Sparx much smaller figure.

Flying directly into her face, Sparx pointed an angry finger at her green iris, almost uncomfortably close, a smug smile, spreading his mouth, revealing malicious little teeth.

"well now that I'm up close, what do you have to say huh."

"Your a lot uglier up close."

Spyro held his tongue, biting into his cheeks as he held back his laughter, his eyes widened, as Sparx in anger, rammed his finger forward, having been so close to cynder's eye, it squished into it pushing roughly into the soft flesh.

"ARGGGGGHHH"

Spyro felt his heart clinch, as Cynder roared at the pain, Sparx knowing this wouldn't end well if he remained idle, turned instantly.

cowardly, hiding his glowing body behind Spyro, leaning out to watch cynder's reaction, her usually vibrant left eye was now red, and puffy, brimming with a small tear, and Spyro felt his heart run cold, as he realized it was pointed directly at him moving in his direction.

"Spyro move give him to me."Cynder spoke in a tone. Spyro almost felt compelled to obey, but he shook his head, of the thought, Sparx wouldn't get beaten, or eaten... today anyway.

"Cynder wait, please don't do anything drastic."

Cynder's eyes widened in annoyance, getting directly in Spyros face,he could feel her warm breath on his face as she spoke,her expression, and aggression made Spyro back up instantly, as he felt his confidence wain under her intense stare.

"If by drastic, you mean death, don't worry he'll recover...eventually.

She stepped forward, trying to get around Spyro, who took a step back protecting Sparx as the dragonfly dug into his back, reading the situation, and sensing the danger, but all the while, Spyro could hear his muffled laughter.

And Spyro, instantly felt this already bad situation, go even farther south than it was, when Cynder inclined her head forward, hearing the tiny breaks of his laughter, and in his breathing.

Stepping forward once again, close enough to see directly into Spyros eyes, she tried a different approach her voice dropping to a solicitous tone, enticing Spyro instantly which he made sure to beat himself up for later.

"Spyro, I apologized to him and your gonna protect him after this, it's a double kill and it's completely unfair."

Step forward.

"Cynder, I know it is, but if you calm down, I'm sure Sparx will apologize to you."

Step backward.

"Oh I'm perfectly calm Spyro, but I'd prefer Sparx spoke to my face that's all, preferably at eye level, wouldn't want to miss his tiny body anymore than I already do."

Step forward.

"Cynder come on, Sparx isn't worth it, he's just naturally annoying, you know this better than anyone."

Step back

"What if I traded you, something for him."

Step forward.

"Like what."

Step back

"Whatever you want, purple boy."

Spyro felt his body freeze, as the words left cynder's mouth, feeling the full weight, of her emerald green eyes settle in on him, he felt trapped with her ultimatum, he couldn't give Sparx away, so smiling as a thought entered his head, he met her eyes feeling confidence return to him.

"Okay just promise you won't hurt him if I give him too you."

Spyro planted his feet.

Cynder stopped cold, her flirtatious gaze falling away, into a shadow as her annoyance returned full force, her red eye seemed to puff up even more, as her glare aimed at him, seemed a lot harder than the other burning green eye,so he settled for the lesser of two evil orbs.

"Spyro, he put his filthy finger in my eye,its burning, i can't let him get away with that, I could get pink eye."

Step forward

"Well, what if I catch dinner tonight, I know you want a break, and I've dealt with pink eye before, I'll get you some honey for your eye."

Cynder leaned back her pretty snout, tuning into a beautiful frown, as she contemplated her next move, she raised her head a moment later, her eyes boring into his, and though she smiled, he knew this wasn't over.

"Fine Spyro...I won't hurt him, but you better not take to long catching something, I'm starving."

Spyro released a breath, he didn't know he was holding, shaking his petrified muscles into motion, he took a step to the right, revealing Sparx, who choked back a laugh as he was exposed, his face instantly straightening as he met cynder's eyes, he couldn't lie, he felt a little pull of guilt at cynder's eye, it looked almost like she had popped a blood vessel, it was so red, but Sparx looked closer, not seeing any debris in her eye he let out a breath of relief.

"Cynder I think your eye will be fine, I can't see any crud in it."

Cynder didn't respond verbally, instead she raised her wing, the magenta red burned brightly in the fading darkness of the setting sun, once more pointing it directly at the sky, she swiped it quickly, elemental energy heavily infused into the swing, Sparx closed his eyes, and covered them quickly, as it slashed towards him, letting out another scream, which was undoubtedly girly, he heard Spyros shout drowning it out, thank god, but he still wasn't prepared for Cynder as he put up both of his hands, blocking whatever force would soon crash into him.

Only it didn't come, he peeked open an eye slowly, revealing a smiling Cynder, Sparx frowned, opening his other eye, the bitch had played him. He felt his frown deepen as he opened his mouth to unleash a torrent of curses, but was stopped as Spyro instantly shook his head, making eye contact with him, Sparx raised an eyebrow at Spyros weird behavior before he saw his brother face plant, raising his other purple paw pointing behind Sparx.

Sparx turned quickly backward, squinting his eyes in the growing darkness, looking down he saw the berry bush, that had been standing only seconds before, now face planted, he felt his stomach turn at the sight, Cynder really had swung, but either by decision, or accident, had missed.

the blast had missed him, hitting the bush, and slamming it face down into the soft ground, Sparx looked at the bush in confusion, as the sun that had shined down, seemingly only on the bush, spilled out and fell on the surrounding grass, which as he looked close enough, seemed to reach up in happiness, at the returning sunshine, greedily soaking it up while they could. Turning around he aimed a glare, rivaling the heat of the retreating sun, at Cynder.

"Was that an accident, or is your aim just that bad."

"Guess you'll never know."

Sparx once again felt a cold shiver run up his diminutive spine, at cynder's words.

and even though he knew he was safe now, he had a small inclination to duck behind his brothers purple husk. Ignoring the feeling of fear, he felt his fist curl in anger.

"Cynder every day, you give me a new reason to be mistrustful of you."

"Sounds like a personal problem to me."

"Oh if you would have hit me, you can bet it would've been a personal problem, Spyro would have took your head off, and burned it to avenge me."

"Well I don't know about all that."

Sparx felt his anger only increase more, as he turned on his purple brother.

"Spyro I was doing real good, till you opened your mouth, plus didn't you say you were gonna catch dinner."

"Well yeah bu-"

"NO, Spyro now YOU got me mad, I think it would be better for everyone, if you just caught some food, since that's the only reason this all started."

"Well fine, if you wanna be alone with Cynder so bad, I'll be back in a little while."

As Spyro turned away, and began disappearing into the bushes, Sparx turned his head slowly to Cynder, who smiled viciously showing off all her apex predator teeth, feeling an impending sense of doom, he instantly followed after his brother.

"SPYRO WAIT UP, I KNOW WHERE THE BEST SPOTS AROUND HERE ARE."

As Sparx disappeared after his brother Cynder let her smile falter, shaking her head in annoyance, she raised a paw to her eye, and began to rub lightly at it, as she felt her personal space returning, finally having enough breathing room to actually be comfortable in her solitude, she laid down, casting a very brief glance at the fallen bush, frowning slightly, at the wasted food source, she turned away from it, not even wanting to be tempted into picking the dirty berries off the bush.

Her thoughts once again almost against her will, turned to the very recent defeat of malefore.

thinking about him disgusted her, almost to the point of nausea, taking a relaxing breath, she looked into the night sky.

the shaded area had many falling leaves, signaling the approach of autumn,shivering slightly, she decided she would start a fire.

looking back to the berry bush, she decided she would use some of the sticks woven into its structure to get warm, "not like they'll be any use now." She silently breathed to herself.

looking around she could spot more fallen twigs on the fallen, flat ground the scattered bushes would probably produce more, but she frowned silently, contemplating if the surrounding bushes would offer enough wind resistance for a good enough fire.

looking up she smiled, though the trees were tightly woven together, she could see little breaks in the branches, spreading just wide enough for a glimpse of the beautiful luminescent lights, as she stared at that curious constellation that had formed after malefore's defeat, almost resembling...ignitus.

Spyros now dead mentor, Cynder felt her mood dip a little lower, as she met the twin suns, that were his eyes.

she felt her scales shift, almost uncomfortably, under the comforting godly gaze.

lowering her head, she snorted in anger she wasn't mad at ignitus for dying, but being helpless had torn her heart, in ways even the killings she'd done under her imprisonment never would, as he'd been consumed by his own element.

Looking away from the stars, she felt her irritated eye began puffing, she hissed in mild pain, her paw returned to her eye.

not wanting to dirty it further, she pressed the back of her cold paw to the irritated scales,shutting her eye and relishing in the cold feeling.

Rolling her good eye to the surrounding forest, she lamented about the past 24 hours.

after defeating malefore, and Spyro putting the crumbling world back together, she felt almost at peace, her soul seemed content, it had taken time, but she and spyro had soon realized that a few of the planets pieces, had come back together at unnatural fitting angles.

almost like a puzzle rearranged, scrambled then mashed together, unfortunately the planet was more than willing to slam the ill fitting pieces together, resulting in some parts of land being flooded underwater, coming together with an ocean, or mountains where the sky touching ranges hadn't previously been, plains pushed up into hills.

Cynder only hoped that the small outlying cheetah villages,hadn't been affected by such tragedy, it would be a shame for meadow or hunter to have been killed after all there help.

shaking her head clean of those depressing thoughts, she felt a frown contort her face at the thought of Sparx, who had left the unaffected warfang, or so he said, warfang had been situated differently from where Cynder last remembered, which was almost in the center of all avalar.

but according to Sparx, it was now situated more to the noth west, running parallel to the coast, which had flooded some of the lands nearer the coast.

realizing they might not even be aware of the shift, Sparx had defied the guardians, who had wanted to wait to send search parties after them, holding the city's rebuilding in higher regard than the return of Spyro and Cynder, not that they hadn't cared, it was just more pressing matters were at there doorstep, which made her a little proud of him, at his determination,

but within 2 weeks of his departure, they had run into each other, a little to literally for cynder's taste.

but to be reunited with him had brought joy to her heart, knowing he was safe, but of course she couldn't let him know that, snorting she guessed that's why there bickering was in the place where it was at, but it usually never escalated that far "Well usually."

She thought, removing her paw and placing it onto the cool grass beneath her. Rising stiffly she popped her back, turning around and setting her sights on the berry bush, she began to absent mindedly, rip into the thicker branches, her mind elsewhere she continued gathering them in a neat pile, bigger sticks on the right,and the smaller ones to the left for later kindling.

She formed the assembled big sticks into a not so perfect position to burn, leaning back slightly she spat a small dose of shadow fire, looking down at the pile she smiled at her flames they were so strange compared to other fires, black flames flickered into the wood hungrily, igniting it, lighting up the nearby area with an almost ghostly light, but then again, nothing about the fire was simple, just like her, she always felt trapped before meeting Spyro, confined to a certain place, like the burning flame beneath her, only exceeding when she was given more "sticks" or in her case more villages to slaughter.

Cynder was tough undoubtedly, she prided herself on that, being one of her more "admirable" qualities. but she couldn't really add any more to the small list, on the flip side she could easily list off negative attributes she was still dealing with, sighing at the thought of her still lingering "demons" as she called them, nothing soothed her depressing thoughts, not even her companions, as great as they were, couldn't permanently make her forget all she'd done, and though she'd had no choice, she sometimes found herself fighting, with who she really was, because in the moment she hadn't felt any remorse, she'd been more than... happy, to make children orphans. wife's husband less.

Cynder compared her hunger to fire. Like the one before her. Her hunger had eaten into the weak and brittle, running up and down the finite bodies of her enemies.

Until nothing remained. Not even a soul. Cynder was sure, if it had been possible she would have consumed her enemies very essence.

It wasn't hopelessness, more like a sense of emptiness, a deep endless void as big as the ocean.

she was filling the void. She had gorged herself on the endless rivers of blood. Never feeling sated,her hunger was as ravenous as a pack of wolves.

she felt that hunger still. In some sick depraved way. luckily she had mastered self control, stuffing the beast deep inside.

even though it bent to her will, it caused havoc, whenever it could, wherever it could. Relationships, emotions, desires.

Cynder shook her head clear,"those days are behind you now." She breathed to herself in a callous voice, devoid of emotion, like a sacred mantra. Her voice died in her throat tightening in uncertainty, the fire before her seemed to react waining in the fading wind.

"Better put another log on." Reaching left. she observed the well arranged piles of sticks she had gathered.

Her paw shot towards a medium sized piece, about as big as her foreleg, she set it tentatively into the fire.

The dying flames found new life, seeming to gravitate towards the dry wood, consuming it entirely.

Her breath hitched, as the black flames, seemed to reach towards her, hungrily begging for her carcass.

She leaped back exhaling sharply, her heartbeat pounding harder than a waterfall on the stones far below, she hadn't felt the wind blowing at all, it was as silent as a cemetery.

She sat down, vowing to maintain her distance from the shadow fire, but as she watched it longer.

night stretching into the darker hours, she lost the outline of the flickering flame, as it seemed to blend in with the surrounding cold shadows.

"Fuck this." Rising slowly, her joints popping in relief, she turned her back on the flames, proudly stalking off into the forest, her feet pounding the ground, unnecessarily roughly, the bottom of her pads crying in protest, she smiled, realizing it was an enjoyable feeling.

Her paws, lead her to a shallow creek, the noise here was refreshing, the strong water racing into the river a few miles ahead, she commanded her neck to rise, gazing into the moon, she felt a calm fall into her essence.

That feeling turned into a brow raising feeling of confusion, as she saw what looked like another moon, hovering nearby, scrubbing her eyes in disbelief.

She blinked, figuring her infected eye was playing tricks, but as her vision fully returned, she could see the enormous mountain sized rock still there.

It seemed to be growing in size, like cynder's anxiety,"what the hell is that."

The river didn't speak, she turned to the trees, silence, frowning she felt her head unconsciously rising back to the canvass of sky.

That's it for chapter one, I will try to upload weekly, but I do have work sometimes, meaning it might interfere, but for the most part, I should have plenty of free time on my hands, to make this work. Also I don't have very much gramartical training, so if I make grammar mistakes, just bear with me. Or let me know.