2. Warfang

Spyro crept up the stairs which spiralled for a lengthy time until reaching a large room with a lovely hay bed and a feather pillow. The room had one window next to the balcony which had purple curtains drawn over it. There was one empty book case and a large trunk half open and Spyro could see his belongings in it. Cynder's room was more or less the same except she had very dark purple curtains and had a phew scents on the shelves for her. Both the rooms looked over the city and when out on the balcony, each of the rooms were seen with ease. Cynder dropped on the bed with her paws over her face. She had been troubled with her thoughts on Spyro lately. Fair enough we were friends she thought. Best of friends. But would he allow more than that. Would he want more than that. She saw Spyro in her head. His large wings folded over his shiny purple body. The muscular arms and long tail. Then it suddenly vanished and was replaced with an aged Cynder on her own in the middle of nowhere. A single tear trickled down the side of her face. Spyro lay there almost in symphony with Cynder in his own room. he loved her there was no doubt about that. But how to tell her. Maybe she's changed her mind. Would we be together he thought. He couldn't face her if she would turn him down.

KNOCK, KNOCK.

Spyro snapped up and was on his feat.

" Uh, who is it."

" Pa, who is it. Give me a break." Spyro recognised the voice that moment.

" Sparx!"

" Who else." The dragonfly came flying through the door and straight into Spyro. They laughed as they were reunited.

" I thought you were dead man. Which reminds me." He took his hand and slapped the purple dragon. " Don't ever think its alright to kill yourself. You me and mom and dad going mad." Spyro smiled and hugged the small dragonfly.

" I'm sorry Sparx. I really am. But there would have been no other way. And besides, I'm hear now." Sparx snorted and floated to eye level with Spyro. He then suddenly burst out laughing and patted him on the snout.

" Anyhoo….I need to go annoy Cynder now. I'm guessing since your alive she is right." Said Sparx coming to a calm state. Spyro jerked one nod and Sparx smiled. " Great. See you at dinner then. And.. By the way Steer clear of the first floors second hall. I think Terrador will have a little explaining to do when his helmet is found with dragoness's lipstick on it." And with that he flew out the door. Spyro sat on his haunches taken aback from Sparx's chilled look upon everything that happened. He though that he would have been more emotional, but then that wouldn't be him he quickly concluded. He lay back down and watched the sun as it moved slowly across the sky. Sparx was making his way to Cynder's bedroom when something caught his eye. Cynder wasn't in her bedroom but walking past down the other side of the corridor. Sparx quickly avoided her gaze. What she up to he thought. Turning hesitantly back round he could see her heading for Spyro's bedroom. Probably just going to say hi or something he thought and with that he turned a little down not being able to say hello to her alone. Cynder walked slowly to the wooden door of Spyro's bedroom. She stopped having a pained expression on her face. Hurtful. She put her hand up to knock but sighed and quickly back down again. She thought that he mustn't love her or he would have said so by now surly. She stumbled as she hurriedly turned and strode away.

The next day it was a cold overcast with a light drizzle and there was nothing to be done in Warfang Cynder awoke with a startle, she had just been dreaming about her without Spyro. She had been all night.

" I have to know." She whispered to herself and hopped up to her feet and made for the door. Her stomach rumbled as she opened the door. She hadn't had food in over a day.

" Maybe breakfast first." She corrected. The hallways were empty as she walked down the spiral staircases and along bridges. Moles where every now and again passing her though which she was thankful for. She came closer to the grand hall and started to hear the light rumble of people chatting in it. She came closer and started to make out the voices. One was Cyril and then Terrador. She didn't know who the others.

" We cant burden the young ones with this complication." Said Terrador firmly while eyeing Cyril.

" Yes, Yes I know but they must know when the time is right. You know they will be the ones these new ones will look to for support and encouragement Terrador." Cyril replied, wisdom in his words. Cynder rounded the corner then and entered the great hall. It was lined with tables all facing each other. There was a vague circle formation to them and then there was a raised platform of to one side where it had candles and large mugs all along. Draped on every table was a white silk. Moles where all around preparing food on the buffet table at the far end. Dragons where sitting close to the raised platform but Terrador and Cyril were of to one corner when they spotted Cynder. They both smiled at her and she returned a half hearted one herself. She cocked her head when she noticed a peace of paper on the desk with large writing saying ' Candidates'. Cyril hastily rapped it up and turned to her.

" Dearest Cynder. Your up early on this cold morning." As if to reinforce this knowledge, the wind blew through on of the windows which a mole had failed to secure. Quickly Cynder thought of an excuse.

" Um.. I couldn't sleep. To awake as they say." Cyril nodded understanding.

" Why don't you get some breakfast and then go wake Spyro up. I'm sure he would like to be down here to." Cynder's heart skipped a beat as he said Spyro would like to be down here. Did he mean with her though. Cynder's excitement was short lived with this fact. But in her effort to find what Spyro thought she rushed her freshly chopped wheat and almost flew out thanking the moles for the meal. there were more dragons in the halls now than before so the Dragoness found it hard to move at speed.

Cynder knocked a little sheepishly and herd movement from behind. Spyro had jumped of his scales at the knock and had still been asleep. Naturally he felt a little annoyed at however knocked on the door

" Who is it." The purple dragon yawned at the door.

" Its me." Cynder said softly. All anger had flooded out of Spyro in that moment and only warmth now that he was back with Cynder.

" Can I come in?" Said Cynder sounding a little worried now.

" O…Of coarse, yes." Cynder slowly creaked open the door to see Spyro lying on his bed looking at her.

" Hey Spy." The dragoness said timidly.

" Hey. What's wrong." Said Spyro getting to his feet. He was noticing Cynder's Fragile mood.

" Oh nothing, still waking up." Said Cynder waving a paw dismissively. Spyro's room had changed since he first arrived. There was now another box containing notes and souvenirs acquired across his adventures. Cynder walked up and sat on her haunches beside Spyro. She new she had to ask at some point so why not now, While the two of them were alone. Spyro cocked his head as Cynder gazed back at him.

" Are you alright?" Spyro asked turning worried again. Cynder started to get the nerves now. She was terrified of him rejecting her.

" Your shaking!. Tell me, What's wrong." Said Spyro fear in his eyes now as he came close to her.

" Spy…I…I need to know something."

" Anything, name it." Cynder's front knees began to buckle a little with fear and anxiety.

" I…Do you-"

" Hey guys." Came a voice from the door. Both the dragons snapped their heads round to see Sparx hovering towards them. " You'll never guess what happened to me and this mole I was with." Spyro put a hand up to silence him and turned back to Cynder.

" You were saying." Cynder now having no confidence left in her shook her head.

" Doesn't matter now." She sighed. Part of her felt relieved she didn't have to ask but then there was the other half which craved to know. Sparx looked between the two of them. Cynder's still shaking body and Spyro's confused look. He fluttered a little as he guessed what it was but he new better than to question Cynder in front of Spyro.

" I gotta go." Cynder said and jumped of the balcony spreading her wings and beating them fast and hard. Spyro was left baffled by what just occurred.

" You don't think she was going to say goodbye or something do you Sparx." Spyro felt his heart jump as Sparx didn't reply.

" Chicks. I don't get them but hey, what can you do." Sparx chuckled to himself as Spyro left his room for the great hall.