A/N: Hey guys! Here's a little extra for the prompted songs. These are actually just fourteen small snipits taken from some words randomly given to me. Hope you guys enjoy these! ^_^
Shadow- Even in the darkest of shadows, and when it seemed that evil had prevailed over good, Spyro would not give in. He knew that he had to fight on and triumph; at least in the name of his mate, Cynder.
Light- The bright rays of the morning sun crept into the depth of the male dragon's room. Spyro squinted as the light touched his delicate face. Slowly he covered himself by tucking his muzzle into Cynder's warm and welcoming neck.
Ice- The cold winter brought many things to the two dragons, including Cynder's despair. The female had nothing against the season itself, but the cold and freezing ice it brought haunted her. The dragoness was not as much of a fanatic of 'ice sliding' as Spyro was.
Lightning- Young Cynder tucked her head deep into the blanket which she and the dragon shared. Spyro placed his small tail on her back.
"Don't worry, Cyn," the male remarked. "It's only lightning."
Deep- The dragon chuckled as he looked at the dragoness who slept at his side. She sure was a in a deep sleep. For a moment Spyro wondered if even Sparx could awaken her.
High- The higher they flew into the sky, the more entertaining things became. Playing in the open with a lack of oxygen was both exhilarating and dangerous.
Corruption- Spyro knew that Cynder had committed a great wrong in her former figure; but that only the past.
Anger- Despite of Spyro's heroic and adventurous nature, the male dragon was quite a pacific character. As Cynder got to know Spyro better, she started to acknowledge the fact that it was practically impossible to anger the purple dragon.
Joy- The moment was filled pure euphoria. As the male dragon walked by her flank, he spoke the soft and nurturing words:
"Well Cynder... I love you too..."
Simple- The dragoness' likes were quite simple. She loved to look at the sunset, and to sit in the temples library for endless hours as she read aged yet timeless romance novels. Cynder liked to do just about everything any dragoness would, yet only Spyro comprehended that.
Love- "So tell me, Cyn," the dragon began, tucking his paws under his jaw as he laid down. He looked right at the dragoness' eyes, that remained on the stars high above. "If you could have one wish come true, what would that be?"
Both dragons remained in silence for a moment, until Cynder suddenly opened her lips to speak.
"I'd wish for a dragon that I could love forever…" the female remarked, maintaining her glance to the stars. The male dragon flushed deeply to a color of red, and gazed away from the female. The Cynder finally looked to Spyro now. "You think I'll ever find him."
"Yeah…" the male responded, smiling sweetly. "I would be shocked if a dragoness as beautiful as you would not find love."
Pain- If young Spyro hated anything, it was watching her Cynder suffer. The purple whelping looked to the small dragoness, which trembled under the chill that passed through the open balcony room. She had said it was okay if she slept without any blankets, but the black dragoness appeared to be under pain from the cold. The dragon rose from his spot, and slowly moved to Cynder with his own covers. Quickly he laid by the females side, and placed the sheets over both of them. The female whelp's trembling ceased soon enough.
"Thanks…" she suddenly whispered, as she wrapped her small tail about the purple dragon's.
Young- Spyro cuddled himself closer to Cynder, and pecked her on the cheek. He grinned lightly.
" Do you remember when we were young ourselves, Cyn?" The dragon asked, as he looked at the two small hatchlings in front of them with joyous eyes.
Creating- "You know," the dragoness remarked with a sly look on her face. "Dragon city is not the only thing we're rebuilding." She chuckled, as she lightly pecked Spyro on the tip of his nose. "The dragon race is not going to escape from the brinks of extinction by itself, you know."
The male dragon blushed deeply.
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