The Other Purple Dragon
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"Ignitus!"
"What is it, Terrador?"
All of the elders were gathered together at the center of the temple. It was now dark outside and Terrado came back from his hunt with very important news.
"Do you know what our young dragons have done!"
"What is it that they have done besides enjoying their time together?" Ignitus asked as he laid himself on the floor with his paws placed comfortably beneath him.
"They are now mates! Mates! Ignitus, has young Spryo come to you recently?" Terrador asked. His green scales shown brightly with the help of cracks in the celling and his giant clubbed tail swishing about.
"Yes he has, Terrador."
"Ignitus? Has he asked you about our kind's extinction?" an ice blue dragon, Cyril, asked as he looked over at the red dragon.
"What exactly is the problem?" Ignitus asked now returning to his standing position along side his fellow fighters.
"Ignitus, you understand what could happen don't you? The legend." a yellow dragon, Volteer, said as he looked over at his old friend. Ignitus sighed and bowed his head. He looked at the others and nodded.
"Yes but we all know that only one purple dragon can be born every few hundred to perhaps thousand years. If the legend does come true then we'd be the very first to witness this occasion."
"But The Dark Master..."
"Believe me. If and when Spyro becomes a father that young egg will be so very protected that The Dark Master's army could only hope to snatch it away." Ignitus said as he cut off Cyril from his sentence.
"But legend says that if more than one purple dragon is alive there would be great danger and many wars. Ignitus, we must not let this courtship get too serious. Our kind has lived on this planet for many years but all great species fall." Cyril said with a serious tone.
"Cyril is right, Ignitus." Terrado frowned. Ignitus sighed and shuck his head in saddness. He looked all around him and sat down on all fours.
"What exactly are we to do then? In a few more months mating season is to start and being as they are teenage dragons the possibilty is so much greater now."
"I have a plan, Ignitus." Volteer said suddenly.
"Ha. Now that's a surprise." Terrador said now directing his eye contact to Volteer. The yellow dragon, who's element was electricity, glared at the green dragon and stood upright.
"If we ask Spyro to go on a journey for us he won't be here for mating season. It's that simple." Volteer said while looking around his friends.
"Yes but even the strongest dragon cannot ignore his instincts. Spyro would go but when the time comes he'd be back here before the season is out." Cyril said while shaking his head.
"Why not just let them be? Love should not be interfered with. Even if it is against rules or odds." Ignitus said with a small growl erupting from his chest.
"I understand you are upset but this must be done. There can only be one purple dragon, Ignitus." Terrador frowned.
"No!"
Everyone jumped and looked around. Their eyes widened as the young teenage male walked up to them. He appeared angry and was baring his pointed fangs. He had his head low and was stalking his way to get in the middle of the circle.
"Spyro...."
"No! Ignitus, you can't!" Spyro shouted in outrage at the old dragon. Ignitus sighed and bowed his head. The legend was too mush to just ignore.
"Young dragon! Enough!" Terrador shouted. Spyro looked behind him and growled at the green dragon. He shuck his head and stood up on his two back legs. He only reached a little ways to Terrador's muzzle.
"I don't care what you think. If an egg is to come then I'll protect it! The egg and Cynder! You nor anyone else is going to take either from me!" Spyro shouted. The dragons all looked at the purple teenager in shock. Spyro went back to all fours again.
"Spyro! Respect is..."
"No! You were talking about taking away something that was mine! Respect isn't a part of me when this is so!" Spyro growled.
To Be Continued
