Chapter Three: Meeting The Feral Dragon
The first thing Spyro noticed about the situation was that he was nowhere near as quiet as he wanted to be, feeling like his breathing nearly matched the loudness that of an avalanche. He also remembered that there was no way for him to get back to that spot, and no one would find him if he was in trouble, cursing under his breath he continued to stalk the green dragon, after a good two hours, he became aware that everything was becoming easier to maintain, he didn't stumble at all, his breathing was even and quiet, and his tail didn't knock into anything. "Not that it would even matter though" he muttered quietly, "He's not even focusing now, and he's starting to slow down" but Spyro knew that the dragon was far from being deaf, since he had nearly been discovered when he snapped a twig underfoot and the green dragon had whipped around and hunkered down, looking ready to fight and growling in a tone Spyro had never heard before. He sounded downright dangerous, and ready to kill in a moment's notice.
Spyro had decided after that, "it" was a "he" since he sounded deeper than any female he had heard, and because of the way he was built and moved. He felt actually sorry for the dragon that started to stagger in front of him, then it shook itself and continued on, eventually reaching a stream where it started to gulp down some water. Spyro made the mistake of moving forwards when he thought the dragon couldn't hear him anymore and shuffled the grass before him. To which the dragon wheeled around and fired an elemental fire attack that spyro dodged right in the nick of time, thanking Cidoc for the mud coating that protected him from most of the heat, but found himself careening to the side as the dragon moved with lightning speed and slammed into him. Spyro quickly regained his footing, and barely dodged a third attack from the dragon to which he shot a ball of lightning element in retaliation, the green dragon moved back in surprise, obviously not used to being retaliated against so swiftly, quickly regained composure and rushed against Spyro, faltering only on his damaged foreleg.
Taking advantage of the situation Spyro swept underneath the green dragon's bad foreleg and used his wing to knock him to the ground. The green dragon huffed slightly when hitting the ground, but didn't even hesitate to use his tail to slice at Spyro's rear leg, but instead of connecting the strike there, he went straight for the low blow, causing Spyro to cringe in pain and see some stars. Cursing loudly, the purple dragon resisted the temptation to keel over and instead tackled the green dragon before he recovered. Almost thinking the match was over Spyro let his guard down, where the green dragon smashed his skull against Spyro's, causing the purple dragon's vision to flicker. Spyro fell dizzily to the ground thinking "What the hell was that? That fucking hurt..." Shaking himself, he saw that the green dragon was huffing quite a bit and ready to bite down, but hesitated, and looking at his golden underbelly and purple complexion, the green dragon backed away slightly.
Spyro noticed that the dragon was bleeding quite badly, and was breathing sharply, just as the green dragon opened his mouth there was a cry. "No you WON'T!" Just then, Cidoc tackled the dragon, instantly pinning him to a tree. Before Cidoc did anything more, the green dragon went unconscious. "Well, we certainly can't leave it like this, it'll hurt more people." He raised his claw but before the grayish dragon moved more Spyro shouted "Don't!" Cidoc looked at him questioningly "But it tried to KILL you! It's DANGEROUS". Spyro got up from the ground slowly, feeling quite nauseous, and dizzy, along with a lot of pain in an area he'd look at later. "No, HE merely defended himself, and would've killed me before you got here..." He stopped and looked at the unconscious dragon "I don't think that he would have either. Let's bring him back, he's in no shape to fight back." The grayish dragon sighed and slowly nodded knowing that Spyro was right. "Alright, but you're keeping an eye on him during the day, I have to contact the other groups so we can escort him back to the temple. Also... How exactly did you know it's a he?" He mused looking between the dragon's hind legs for a second "Ah, nevermind, anyways, how are you feeling? You look like you're going to be sick.".
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Da-da-da-dum! That's last of the short chapters, so my next one should be a fair amount longer than the rest, which should be written in a bit (Finishing the proofreading as I speak). Thanks for reading so far.
