Part 2
The young dragons rested atop a tall hill right after they arrived in Artisans that morning, extremely exhausted from their travels. It was morning, as the birds chirped and sung in the distance of the hills. Amongst them, a faint voice emited out of nowhere from a far distance of the hills, echoing softly and causing Ami to snap awake from her sleep and look about in alert.
Spyro creaked open his left eye and saw Ami was up already, he groaned softly before he asked, "What is it, Ami?"
"I was dreaming...about Elder Cosmos." Ami replied, "He was trying to stop us from leaving the Dragon Temple." The little Artisan then closed her eyes and her entire body trembled.
Spyro reassured, "That's all behind us now. We're here, safe in Artisans." He looked to the clear blue sky and smiled, "And it looks like it going to be a nice day."
Ami suddenly gasped with fright when a blue sphere of light appeared before her out of nowhere. Spyro noticed the blue sphere and cautiously peered at it for a moment, before it suddenly taken the form of a blue humanoid being with butterfly wings.
"It's...It's a..." Spyro began, trying to remember what kind of creature that was floating before him.
"A fairy!" a voice exclaimed, as Ruby scurried over and curiously stared at the blue fairy. The other dragons woke up by Ruby's voice, and soon perked up with wonder when they saw a fairy in front of Spyro and Ami.
Coltrane walked up to the fairy and gawked at it, "By ancestors, it is a fairy."
"Yep. Daisy the fairy, at your service." The blue fairy smiled warmly, hovering in front of Ruby as she turned to the other dragons, "Never thought I would see dragons here again."
Daisy nodded, "Mind if I stick with you guys? You could use my help."
"Sure." Spyro nodded, "Do you live here?"
Daisy answered with a smile, "Of course. Been living here with my friends."
"Hold it a minute." However, Flame stepped forward and interrupted with protest, "We don't need fairies. They aren't meant to mix with us."
Ami reasoned, "Come on, Flame, be fair."
"What's the matter with dragonflies then?" Daisy asked, as she hovered over to Flame, "Everybody likes fairies."
Flame growled, glaring at Daisy, "Not. Me."
The blue fairy said nothing, before she angrily turned and flew away to the other side of the hill along with some of the other dragons...
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Within the hills of Artisans, a swan was resting along the bank of a pond that was fed by the roaring waterfall. However, the Death Hound lurked around the elegant bird as quiet as possible before it disappeared into the tall grass.
The swan perked awake from its sleep after hearing some footsteps, it looked around before it stood on its feet.
Slowly, the Death Hound appeared behind the elegant bird in the tall grass, snarling softly, as the swan whipped around in horror. With a snarl, the Death Hound rose to its hind legs as it was prepared to pounce. The swan squawked desperately, and as the hound pounced for it, the bird quickly took flight and flew into the air with a cry.
The Death Hound looked up at its escaping meal before it closed its eyes, sniffing the air for any other nearby prey. However, it caught a very familiar scent that hasn't lingered around for a few years and muttered in a sinister voice, "Dragons..."
The hound then lowered his body into the tall grass and began making his move, following the scent that might lead him to his new prey...