The last chapter and the one before it were just setting the scene. This one and the ones following hopefully will be more descriptive and have thoughts and feelings as well. Thanks for your support for reading this and enjoying it and feedback is appreciated.

Chapter 3: Eira

Something was watching him. Spyro looked into the surrounding trees to try and get a glimpse of the watcher.

Nothing.

The sun was starting to set over the distant mountains, sending bright oranges and pinks into the blue sky. Cynder would have loved the view.

Sighing to himself, Spyro trudged along the trail of the raiders. Whoever was watching him would make themselves known soon enough. Dark clouds gathered behind him, heralding a storm.

Something moved beside him, a branch snapped back into place. Spyro crouched down, ready, staring intently towards the sound. A deer bounded out of the woods, followed by a baby. It took one look at Spyro's sharp teeth and bounded away again in a blur of brown.

Spyro's tense body relaxed. Maybe nothing was watching him after all?

Thoughts of what he had expected to see floated through his mind. He had thought that more of them reptilian creatures, cousins to dragons, would come out and try and take him like they had taken Cynder and that other dragoness. The other dragoness that he had saved and had left without even a thank you. The nerve. Deep down, Spyro knew he had done something good, a possible life changer for a certain dragon, but he had wanted to see a bit more gratitude.

The air chilled very suddenly as the sun that had warmed him up disappeared. The gentle wind turned bitterly cold and made him shake involuntarily. He had to find shelter. Spyro searched around for a place to sleep. A fallen over tree presented itself with enough shelter against the southerly wind. Spyro blew softly against the ground behind it, coaxing it with his earth breath to make a shallow depression. The earth gave way and Spyro snuggled down into the wind proof spot. Spyro closed his eyes and thought of a light blue dragoness.

A soft moan echoed around the boles of the trees. The wind was picking up and blowing hard. The moan echoed again. It sounded like a moan of despair.

Spyro stood up to investigate. The wind whipped at his wings, trying to get under them and fling him into the air. Gritting his teeth, Spyro carefully walked towards the source of the noise.

As Spyro peeked around a tree, a sight that pulled at his heart greeted his eyes. Blue scales shook non-stop as a blue dragoness, the same one he had saved before, lay huddled on the ground in a desperate attempt to get away from the persistent cold wind.

"Hey!" Spyro's voice disappeared in the wind.

She seemed to hear it though because she raised her head in his direction.

"Come over here, you'll freeze otherwise," Spyro walked towards her.

She slowly got to her feet.

"You're from before aren't you?"

"Yeah, but let's talk once in shelter," Spyro replied.

At the mention of shelter she got up quicker and came over to him.

"Follow me."

Spyro lead the way back to where he had made some shelter from the wind.

Spyro made the hole larger so that both dragons could fit. She sat down beside him and looked at him.

"Thank you, for saving me twice," she said.

"Think nothing of it, it's just the thing I had to do."

She layed down and curled her tail up.

"So what's your name?" Spyro asked her.

"My name is Eira. What's yours?"

"Spyro."

Spyro padded towards her and layed down beside her. Then, after seeing her lie there alone and cold, he draped a wing over her. She reminded him of Cynder and he would always try and be there to comfort her. Eira's body tensed at the contact but started to relax as her cold body got warmed up by Spyro's.

"I have a few questions." Spyro started.

"Like what?" Her voice sounded tired and her maw opened wide as she yawned.

"Why were those reptiles after you?"

"Well, the leader of that group, Aurora, is a wind dragoness who had been the first dragon to be under the dark master's control. She had rebelled and had escaped but she's still evil. She's capturing dragoness's everywhere to drain their power for something. I tried escaping and they had followed me. Luckily you saved me."

"Why did you run by the way, I wasn't going to hurt you, I mean I saved you." Spyro inquired.

"Because I saw the second in command start to get out of the ice. I thought he was going to take me away again. Then I was afraid of confronting you afterwards."

"So you were watching me?"

"Yeah, sorry. I was watching you to see what you were doing and why you didn't fly. Then the wind started getting colder and stronger until you found me again."

"Why didn't you fly away as soon as you were free?"

"Because my wings broken I think. Can we sleep please, we can talk in the morning."

"Sure. Go to sleep. I'll protect you."

As the Eira closed her weary eyes, Spyro looked at her still form. She reminded him a lot like Cynder. He felt protective of her like he had to make up for them taking Cynder.

"Eira, can I ask you one more question?"

"Umm, ok. But be quick."

"Ok. Did you happen to see a black dragoness around your age?"

"Actually I did. Aurora took her away personally, she must be quite powerful."

"Yeah, she is." Spyro muttered to himself.

Eira closed her eyes again and drifted off into slumber.

Spyro looked up at the night sky, stars shined brightly.

"Cynder, I will find you. Never lose hope." Spyro whispered into the dark sky before fatigue got the better of him.

That night, he dreamed of Cynder.

"Where are you taking me!" Demanded Cynder.

The dragoness that was in charge, Aurora, and her personal guards were taking her to somewhere.

"You'll see soon enough," she called back over her shoulder.

Aurora raised her right wing and the group stopped.

"We shall stop here."

The sun was starting to descend and the rest of the group started making camp. Cynder looked back at the cages the other dragonesses were in. Only she was out here in the open. One of the dragons had tried to escape and the general and some others had gone to hunt her down. Cynder layer down and tried to get as comfortable as you can get while strapped to chains. Cynder looked over to Aurora, a reptile was whispering something to her. A gust of wind buffeted the messenger as Aurora lost control of her anger.

"What happened?" Cynder called to the green dragoness.

"Someone killed my general," Aurora turned to her as Cynder called back.

"It was Spyro, he's coming after me and will destroy all of you."

Aurora sneered back at her, "Is he the purple dragon who had tried to protect you?"

"Yes. He will do anything to help me including tracking you down and exterminating you."

"Well, he might be too late then because soon we will make it to my lair and then I can start sapping your powers."

Aurora striped away to leave Cynder to think about that for the night. Cynder was by herself and she gazed up at the dark sky above. Clouds covered the south while bright stars shined right above her. Thoughts of Spyro flashed through her mind. He would come, he had promised, and he would come to save her.

"Spyro, your voice that I would always be able to hear beside me to comfort me is silent." Cynder whispered up into the stars.

So, I hope this chapter is starting to bring emotions and thoughts into the story that was lacking in the previous chapters. Feedback via reviews or PMs are greatly appreciated and really make me feel like you guys are enjoying this story.