Spyro's Reasons

by Scarlet Embers

I sit alone, gazing into the depths of a round pool with moonlight on its surface. It is known as the Vision Pool, and can tell a talented dragon of the past, present and future. My name is Spyro, and these are my reasons for dying.

5. Hunter

Hunter.

I never really knew Hunter for that long. When held captive on Skabb's ship he had written me a letter saying about his wish to meet me, and that was when I first found out that this 'Hunter of Avalar' had been tracking me. I wasn't sure about him at first – was this a trick? Was his name, 'Hunter', just a nickname because he was a bounty hunter, and had the Dark Master paid him to kill me? Is he good or evil?

And after three years of being trapped within a crystal, I finally met him.

I suspected him to be a dragon – after all, he had been taken captive on Skabb's ship also, and they wouldn't take in any creature that wasn't as fascinating as a dragon, would they? But I finally found out that he was not a dragon, but a cheetah. And even later than that I found out that he belonged to a cheetah tribe in a place called – yes – Avalar.

Even though running away from his tribe delayed our quest, I was grateful for his help. If it were not for him, I would have been crushed by the Golem of the Deep…but now, I am not sure if I am still as thankful.

He revealed to me that I had been asleep in the crystal for three years, and during that time the Dark Master, Malefor, had taken over. Thanks to his help, I managed to escape the Catacombs and rest at Twilight Falls…before being taken prisoner by his cheetah tribe.

The leader of the tribe, Chief Prowlus, hated dragons, and made it clear to me about his opinion in dragons…and, as a result, he kept Hunter confined to the tribe's village. He blamed Hunter for the evil Malefor had cast upon the Valley of Avalar, and, because I was a purple dragon also, he accused the cheetah of bringing the very same evil into the land. I proved to him that I was to be trusted, by saving a cheetah of his tribe, and after that, he let Hunter go.

I was once again separated from the cheetah once we arrived at Warfang. A falling building trapped us on two sides of the city, and Hunter was very nearly killed. I saved him, however, and we carried on repaying each other until the time came when we would have to be separated.

Though I never knew him for that long, Hunter was my friend, and, though now I regret it, I can never repay him for saving my life. I do not know where the cheetah lurks, and I will most likely never see him or his tribe again.

And this is another reason also for dying.