Chapter 8:
" Fayra… Fayra wake up." I groan and stretch my sore limbs, slowly opening my eyes. "C'mon Fayra we gotta get going." Spyro whispered.
"'M up. I'm up, I'm up." I mumble tiredly; rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I quickly glance out the window. "Oh that's pretty." The sun was now slowly rising from its slumber, bathing the sky in an orangish red, and pink glow.
"Ya it is. No time to admire it though we need to get moving." He said hushed.
"Huh? Why?"
"Because, no one else knows that you've returned to the dragon realm."
"Really? Then how did you find me?"
Yesturday
Spyro was out exploring the forest on his own. The air was warm and the chirping of joyful wildlife filled the air. Thats is until it all suddenly stopped, and he heard the sound of rushed footsteps across the forest floor. Curious Spyro stalked towards the noise .
Just behind the overgrowth, Spyro watched as three Gnorc minions noisily made there way through the forest.
"C'mon you idiots." The one in front barked. "We need to tell Gnasty about the girl before she gets away!"
"Are we sure its the girl?" One of them questioned. "If we're wrong about this, Gnasty will kill us!"
" Its gotta be her! There aren't any humans here and she has powers. Who else could she be?"
Spyro watched as they disappeared into the forest before reappearing from the brush. "Fayra?"
" It was more luck than anything." He said. "But I want to leave the castle before anyone wakes up."
" Why? Is it not safe?" Am I not welcome here?
"Well…" He paused. "It's sort of not safe..? If that makes sense?" He pushed the door to his room open slightly, peeking out before gesturing me to follow him. " If anyone finds out who you are then news will spread like wildfire. The elders might be able to keep it on the down low but no one else can know, because we don't want Gnasty knowing where you are."
"Sounds fair." I replied. We made it to the balcony we came in from last night. Spyro sits down.
"Hop on. It's going to be a long flight."
"Where are we going?" I asked, climbing onto his back.
"To Avalar. There's a few old friends I think you'd be happy to meet."