Chapter 2
"You sure you're not hungry, Spyro?" The black dragonelle asked the purple dragon. She was trying to fight off the small hatchlings that were trying to steal the sheep that she was sharing with them.
"Yes, Cynder, I'm not hungry yet." Spyro said as he leaned forward and kissed Cynder. The two had decided to settle down after the defeat of Malefor. They took to the skies, found a cave that looked well enough to start a family. They had a nearby market called Whitacus. There, they were both hailed as heroes. Cynder's evil deeds when she was controlled by Malefor were erased and were reasoned with. Spyro heard that it was no bribe, no trick to kill Cynder or anything like that. Her horrible treatment in the past was erased. Spyro had been hearing rumors that Sparx, an obnoxious foster dragonfly of his, had settled back home, with a mate of his own. This surprised Spyro and Cynder because they could barely stand him at all. Spyro shook his head; he remembered the good times he, Sparx and the guardian dragons back at his old home he'd spent. They made a good batch, having 4 hatch and 2 to still hatch. They named the first Ignitus for the fire guardian that was a father-like dragon to Spyro. The rest was named Siral, Terra, and Muza. Ignitus had the same color of scales as the dead Ignitus, however, he had a slender body that made Cynder and Spyro mistaken him as a she. He had a different set of horns and tail. The horns were more like Spyros' while the tail now had a blunt rod. He would always be curious about anything and would get as much information out of Cynder and Spyro to know how certain things worked. Siral was a slightly icy-white dragon that had a bulky body that had V-shaped horns and a sharp spade for a tail. He had an attitude of being slightly dependent of Cynder and Spyro and felt a bit of separation anxiety when he was left alone. Terra had a muddy earth color and was an energetic hatchling that looked like she could run up a tall mountain and still have enough energy to bug anyone. Muza had recently hatched and was a shy one. When she was left alone, she would look at anything reflective and would worry about her features. Muza was a beautiful, slender blue colored hatchling and had graceful horns that would curl slightly inwards and her tail was long enough to reach her right ear when she curled up loosely. When Cynder brought her to a market in Whitacus, everyone there would turn their heads and stare slightly at her. Terra had scrambled down to get a bite of the sheep her mother brought and after Cynder had taken a few bites of the corpse before going inside to rest from the extensive hunt.
"We're going to move sometime soon, Spyro" Cynder said as she settled down on the comfy nest of hay, "Finding food is getting tougher"
"I know, love." The two either watched the eggs slightly moving or the hatchlings tear apart the sheep. Their days as mates and parents were long and happy... And they wanted to keep it that way. Spyro looked up and saw several meteors fall. From his calculations, they wouldn't do any harm but simply startle Whitacus. He instinctively made a wish on one of them, remembering his hatchling-hood of where hatchlings would wish upon a falling star and it would come true some day. He turned back and went to lay with Cynder.
If only they knew the pain and mysteries that were coming from the very stars that fell.
First two chapters done! Yeah, I know the second chapter is a bit short. But that was all I got! Lemmie know what you all think! Again, this is my first story, so don't blame me and call me out for this. Other than that, comment and rate me!