Prologue:
When we last left off, Spyro and Cynder had saved the world once more and had created the unimaginable place known as the Rim of Heaven. They, along with the guardians, Sparx, the village of cheetahs, and so forth, thrived there.
Where my story begins is in an egg, dark slimy, and definitely foul smelling. It was only about four moons before I saw the world around me.
"Spyro!" was the first word I ever heard out of my tiny ears. "It's happening!"
I suddenly found it difficult to breathe. In an effort to get air, I squirmed, and my snout cracked the tough egg shell, but it wasn't enough air. I banged my snout harder and the egg shell cracked open, letting me have my first breath of air.
This is where the story of my life begins.