Spyro groaned as the sunlight hit him in the face as its rays began to peak into the cave. He didn't have to move much for just a simple shift of his head and he was in shade once more. He felt something on his side and, in his tired mind, snuggled against it. He felt content, the most content he felt in a long time. It reminded him of one thing and one thing only. The only thing that made him feel happy. "Mama…"

Vile stared at the two hatchlings; she was curled around as if they were her own. She smiled down upon them warmly as she nuzzled both of them. She felt Spyro snuggle against her side and her smile only widened. "Mama…" she heard him speak. He sighed as his body relaxed again, her body heat causing him to purr. Her heart melted as he displayed this much affection towards someone he only met the day before but it wasn't unwelcome.

Poor children, ancestors know what they've been through and yet they are so young. She thought to herself as she felt Amethyst repeat her brother's actions. Awww. Just the sight of the two drakes made her want nothing more than to curl up and fall back asleep but she resisted and slowly rose to her feet. She faintly heard Spyro and Amethyst whimper at the loss of warmth, but purred softly as she nuzzled them. "Don't worry, I'll be right back" she whispered, soothingly to them. She smiled at them as their lips curled into a content smile.

The green dragoness quietly padded out of the cave in search of something to eat. She didn't know why but she felt as if she needed to take care of them. The overwhelming urge to keep them safe was by far the greatest emotion she felt in a long time, a very long time. She sighed as she remembered that day but pushed it to the back of her mind to keep from getting too emotional. She quickly ducked out of sight as she saw a flock of sheep grazing at the grass almost uncaringly. She hunkered low to the floor as she prepared to pounce.

Meanwhile back at the cave, the two small hatchlings were just waking up from the lack of warmth and security. Spyro was the first to come to. He yawned expansively as he stretched his legs. "Wow," he said. "That was the best sleep I had in years."

"You're telling me." A voice said beside him. He turned and saw Amethyst mimicking his morning action. "You're not the one who is always crying yourself to sleep." Spyro chuckled as he gave her a comforting nuzzle.

"Well you know Mom and Dad wouldn't want us crying over them forever. Like I told you before, they would want us to be happy, no matter what people think about us." Spyro smiled at her and she returned it but then her stomach, quite literally, roared.

"Uh no to be a pest but do we have any more food?"

"No those dragons took my bag after the finished beating the mess out of us." He growled that seemed to worry his sister. "But hey what are you gonna do? I'm gonna try and see if I can swipe us some food from the town. Stay here and out of sight." With that he dashed out if the cave towards the town. Amethyst felt something nagging at the back of her head, as if she forgot something.

"Oh right," she looked around for the green dragoness that tended their wounds. Apparently she left and she hung her head, suddenly feeling saddened. Wait, why am I sad? She thought I should have seen this coming. No one wants us. Why can't they…

"Spyro, Amethyst, are you two awake?" A voice called out bringing the young dragoness form her thoughts. She looked up just in time to see the green dragoness walk in with 3 sheep on her back. No doubt for all three of them.

"Ah I see you're awake, here you go." She dropped the sheep in front of her and rested the other two down beside her. She then arranged a group of sticks to get a fire going. Grabbing two rocks she then proceeded to get a spark of so but no such luck.

"Here," Amethyst breathed her pink flames and the wood instantly caught fire, a pink fire of course. Vile looked at her in amazement.

So young and already breathing elements, could they be…? She decided she'll worry about that later. "So where is your brother?" The purple dragoness's eyes widened as she bolted upright.

"Oh crap, he went to go get me him food."

"And that's bad why?" Amethyst shook her head franticly.

"No you don't understand in order to survive he usually steals food for both of us." Vile's eyes widened as she bolted out the cave and headed toward the town at break neck speed. Amethyst had trouble keeping up with her, due to their mass differences in size, but she managed.

Mean while, in the town Spyro was just browsing through the food market, glancing at anything that looked good. Dragons, moles and cheetah were shout sales, and advertising all types of items from food to jewelry. The purple dragon looked around and stopped next to a stall that was selling meat. Hmmm… maybe a little more meat. Last night's was pretty good. He looked at the stall idly as if browsing the various types of meat, even though he didn't care. When the merchant wasn't looking, he quickly swiped up a few pieces and made a dash for it. A few seconds later he heard the merchant yell.

"Stop thief!!!!" Spyro bobbed and weaved through several dragons that tried to subdue him but were either too big or too slow for his erratic movements. He saw the gate. He was closing in on it. He was almost home free. But then he was caught by the tail. He yelped as his tail was grabbed and fell flat on his face, dropping the selections he swiped.

He turned and growled at the dragon that caught him. A large green dragon with ram-like horns had his massive paw clasped on the ground, preventing him from escaping. The dragon seemed to be extremely battle worn as his chest had several scars and indents that were a darker shade of brown on his tan underbelly. His wings were also a darker shade of brown and had several battle tears in them. His long tail ended in a mace like ball that could easily kill the young dragon in a heartbeat. "Hmm… I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?" His voice was a deep baritone voice that seemed to shake the earth itself.

"What's it to you?" he growled back. He yelped briefly as he was all of a sudden lifted by his tail to eye level with the dragon holding him captive, large forest green eyes staring at him humurously.

"And a feisty one too," he chuckled; only making Spyro struggled more.

"Lemme go," he tried squirming, clawing, biting but nothing seemed to budge the old dragon's grip. Eventually he tired himself out and just simply hung there.

"You done?" he asked, highly amused. Spyro thought for a few seconds before finally getting an idea. He smirked briefly, earning him a confused look. "Still got some more in ya?" Spyro's smirk remained as he felt his insides warm and then without warning he spewed a large sheet of fire from his mouth causing the old dragon to roar in surprise and release his grip. Spyro fell head first and was disoriented for only a second before he tried to make a break for it. But again was restricted by the merchant dragon.

"Aha I got you now."

"Let me go now." he spewed another flame but the dragon just shifted his head to evade it. Spyro struggled for a while but felling the adrenaline rush wear off and the fatigue his fire brought him his movements slowed down until he was still again, panting for breath.

"Now then, Terrador, what do you want to do with this little brat." The dragon asked the other. The green dragon, Terrador, slowly stood to his feet. The flames didn't seem to touch him as his scales still remained the forest green instead the charcoal black that fire usually brought.

Such power, from some on so young. Even Ignitus can't compare to him. He thought as he looked at the young one, who was glaring at him. "Well,"

"Wait!!!" A female voice cried out. Terrador looked toward the gate as Vile came dashing through it. "Don't hurt him. I'll pay for whatever he took. The three dragons looked at each other in surprise and they glanced between each other and Spyro shrugged as best as he could in the grasp he was in. Just then another dragon was walking into the gate and promptly collapsed as soon as she did.

"Amethyst!" Spyro called and somehow slipped out of the dragon's grasp. He dashed over to his sister and nuzzled her worriedly. She smiled weakly and returned the affection.

"At least you're not in jail, again." she said jokingly.

"Oh shut up. I busted out, didn't I?"

"Yeah after twenty attempts."

"Awww forget it." he continued to nuzzle her while the adults watched.

"You see, they were just trying to survive. They lived a hard enough life. Don't make it any harder for them." Terrador was apparently deep in thought as he stared at the two hatchlings. Spyro glared right back at him as he hunched over his sister.

"Well now, seeing how there is no true harm done," he boomed, brushing of his scales. "I suppose I could let him go."

"What!!" The other dragon exclaimed. "But Terrador, surely you can't…"

"However," the green dragon spoke once more, silencing his cohort. "I would like you to bring him to the temple for a meeting with the other guardians."

"Of course Terrador," Vile replied in relief. "When will the meeting take place?"

"Tomorrow at noon."

"We'll be there." The green dragoon nodded and turned to leave with the merchant. As he was leaving, he glared in Spyro's direction, which the young dragon returned with even greater intensity. As soon as they were out of earshot, Vile quickly turned and glared at Spyro in disappointment.

"We're going to have a little talk later." Spyro shrunk away under her gaze as her bright green eyes bore into him. She started to walk away and the young dragon hunched lower as she passed him. Amethyst looked at Spyro with a worried glance before she started to follow her. Reluctantly, Spyro followed suit.

Thinking of all the possible things that she could do, or say Spyro was beginning to get worried. She was almost three times his size and could easily crush him under the weight of her paw. Her claws could easily shred him to pieces and…just about anything could happen. While he was too busy in his own thoughts, he didn't notice that they reached the cave until Vile spoke.

"Amethyst, go inside. I'm going to have a talk with your brother." Spyro gulped nervously as he began to slightly tremble. He watched as his sister walked in with her head low as she glanced at him with sorrowful expression. When she was hidden inside if the walls of the cave did the green dragoness turn back to the young hatchling and his trembling intensified. "Ok, Spyro let's talk."