"What do you think you're doing?!"
Cynder looked horrorized the blue eyes in front of her.
"Who are you and what have you done with Spyro?"
Ember looked at the green eyes that were threatening him and calmly told her:
"My name is Ember. I just confused you with a cute dragon I've been following. Never mind. Bye bye!"
Cynder started spitting and cleaning her tongue. She couldn't believe she had just kissed a female.
"What have I done?"-she asked herself guiltily. "And where is my love?"
Ember flew out of the cave while Cynder wondered how could what she had just lived happen.
"I must go now and look for Spyro"-she said to herself. "He cannot be that far."
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Elora analyzed Spyro's situation and made up a great piece of advice for him.
"I believe you should stay as you are. She must not push you until you're ready."-she said. "You should do what she wants only when you're ready. That's the best."
"Do you think so?"-asked the dragon.
"I'm sure."-she replied "You must follow your head, not only your feelings.".
"Thanks Elora!"-he said. "What should I do now?"
"Well, go and look for Cynder, before she starts burning everything just to find you"-she said.
Spyro laughed nervously; he knew her dragoness was capable of do such thing if love said so.
"I will do so then. See you later Elora"-he said as he took off and flew the way he came the night before.
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Cynder was following the path Spyro followed. She knew exactly where he went. When dragonesses have a crush on a certain dragon they recognize their scent even if no one else could smell it. She was thinking how she would tease him. She liked so much teasing him, even though she knew he wouldn't do what she wanted. It was fun. No, it was life.
She remembered how fun Spyro's face looked the first time she told him she wanted a daughter. She laughed about how he immediately ran to wherever he could. She was having so much fun, until she looked far in the horizon a pink silhouette. It seemed pretty familiar to her. She flew faster in order to reach her and saw she was the pink dragoness she had seen before. She knew she was. When she left she showed her pink scales in the tunnel's light at the edge of it. She wondered what she could be doing in the same route that she was.
Cynder was just about to ask why was she there when she realized the dragoness hadn't seen her but her eyes. The tunnel was too dark to see anything else. She devised a plan not to let her know she was the one she had just kissed -her tounge felt the disgust again and made her spit at the mental image of that.
"Hey there"-she said in a deep voice in order to confuse Ember.
"Hi"-she said bitterly, as if reluctant to talk.
"What brings you here at this time of the year?"-said Cynder as if making small talking.
"I'm just following my dreams"-said Ember, firm.
Cynder didn't understand what she meant, but squinted in case Ember looked at her. However, Ember looked forward without even moving her head to look at the newcomer or slowing her pass.
"I'm Cynder"-said the black dragoness as if she had never seen her before.
"Ok"-said Ember still looking at the horizon as she flew.
Cynder could see that Ember's personality was kind of being on her own for the things that she cared of. She realized that the only way to catch her attention was talking about the things she cared. So, at her own weigh she said:
"I am here looking for my love. I'm in a pursuit. And what about you? Do you have a special someone?"
Ember turned around for the first time in the dawn and saw Cynder.
"Hey, I know you. Weren't you when Spyro defeated Malefor after the Battle for Avalar?"-she said.
Cynder remembered the pink dragoness now. In fact she was almost unconscious the whole season when she found Spyro was alive. She only had eyes for him, but now she remembered Ember was the name of the dragoness she was jealous of. Her eyes squinted a little more and she frowned. Her sense of competence was so high she would have ripped the dragoness neck with one bang. However she stood calm and told in the deep voice she started talking in first place. Ember. What an ugly name, she thought.
"Yeah, it's me."-she said.
Ember looked at her and frowned, remembering that Spyro had a crush on her. She had to disappear if she wanted to be with his loved one. What a horrible day.
"You said you were looking for your love."-she said angrily. "May I know who that one is? Perhaps Spyro left you and you're looking for a new dragon?"
"No Ember, Spyro and I are alright. Weren't you with that red dragon whatever his name is?"-said Cynder in a louder voice.
"Flame."-said Ember. "It's Flame. And you'd better not mess up with him. He is a great guy, but I don't like him anymore. He's so simple."
Cynder tested her adversary. Her foe was a lout. She must have been a cheerleader when young.
"No"-continued Ember. "I'm in love with someone else. You may know who…"-said Ember with a devilish smile.
"You'd better not mess up with my Spyro!"-said Cynder. "He is mine!"
"I bet he is neither yours nor from anyone else."-replied Ember. "He is a free soul. That's why I love him"
Cynder prepared her poison power and got ready to fight her. She was just about shooting a concentrated doze when she divised a purple figure on the horizon.
I hope you're liking it. I frankly preferred the precuel at this point, but maybe this one turns out to be better. Please help me develop a funnier and better story: as you may have seen, I listen to ALL reviews. See you soon!