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Spyro was wandering through the halls of the temple. It has been two weeks since he and Cynder eliminated Malefor. The young purple dragon now had time to rest. "What do I do now?" he asked himself. "I've already fulfilled my destiny. I guess I should get something to eat." He walked down the stairs and turned left. He was amazed at the view he could see outside. The vast jungle in front of him looked so beautiful. "Wow. I never noticed how big this place was." A smile appeared on his face as he looked at the scenery. He opened his wings and flapped them once, twice, on the third flap he was flying through the air. He enjoyed the breeze of the wind against his face. The feeling tickled his nose. He looked around at the view and saw a group of wildebeests. "Jack pot!" He dove down and swooped at the creatures. They tried running away but he managed to grab one in his sharp claws. The wildebeest screamed for its life, which was swiftly ended as Spyrobit into its neck. The purple dragon landed in an field by the jungle and licked his chops. He tore off a leg and began eating it raw. He took a single bite and smiled. "Man, this is good!" He continued to eat the mammal. He enjoyed his meal for twenty minutes and stopped as he feltfull. The lower half of the wildebeest was still there. He rubbed his stomach and licked off any blood from his lips. "That was delicious." Spyro rested his head and closed his eyes to nap.

Spyro slept peacefully until he was awakened by the sound of footsteps. "Huh?" He picked his head up and saw nothing. "Who's there? Show yourself!" He heard rustling and saw a bush move. "Come out!"

"Please don't hurt me," Spyro heard a light female voice.

Spyro calmed down. "I'm not going to hurt you. Just come out."

He saw the bush move and a scared female dragon came out into the open. Her pink scales were dirty and covered in mud, some were even missing. Her light wings and under belly were faded. She had large yellow horns which seemed as if they were in a sand storm. She had blue frills going down from her head to her back. She had pretty aqua blue eyes. Spyro could see that she wore a pendent shaped like a heart. Her pretty face had a look of hunger. "Can I please have some food?" she asked shyly.

Spyro smiled. "Of course, you can. Dig in." He stepped out of the way and the pink dragon slowly walked to the wildebeest carcass. She took small nibbles and did not look up until she was full. She turned to Spyro and smiled. "Feeling better?"

The female nodded. "Yes, sir. Thank you so much. I wish I had something to give you in return."

"That's not necessary. But might I know your name? I'm Spyro."

"It's nice to meet you, Spyro. My name is Ember. Thank you for your generosity. I guess I'll be going now." Ember started walking.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Spyro asked.

"Any where. I don't have anyone expecting me."

"You don't have a home?"

"No. My egg hatched in the woods and I was forced to live alone in the wild. All I had was this piece of paper with some wierd symbols, and this pendent." A tear appeared on her cheek.

Spyro gasped. "That's horrible! You had to fend for yourself?!"

"Yes. I've met other dragons, but they were all cruel. They called me names and ran away. I don't even know what this piece of paper means."

"You're illiterate?"

"Yes. I've had it for fifteen years and I don't know what it means. I think it's from my parents, trying to wish me the best of luck. I wish I could know what they were trying to tell me." She looked down with a frown."

"Hey, maybe I could read it for you!" said Spyro.

Ember's face lit up. "Really? You would do that for me?" Spyro nodded. "Thank you so much! You don't know what this means to me!" She hugged him with her wings and grabbed the letter from inside her choker. She handed it to him excitedly.

Spyro smiled and began reading. His smile quickly faded as he kept reading. His face turned to shock, then to horror, then to disgust.

"Well?" Ember asked. "What does it say?"

Spyro didn't know what to do. "Umm. I... I'm sorry, Ember. But this is in a language I can't read," he lied.

Ember's smile turned to disappointment. "Oh. Okay Thank you for trying though." Spyro gave back her letter and she tucked it back into her choker.

"Ember, would you like to come back with me to the temple? They can take care of you there," Spyro offered.

Ember looked at him curiously. "Why are you being so nice to me? I don't have anything to give in return."

Spyro smiled again. "I don't want any thing in return. I'm being nice because I want to help you. There's nothing wrong, is there?"

Ember shook it off. "No. I'm just not used to it. Thank you, Spyro."

"Come on, follow me." Spyro flew up in the air, waiting for her. Ember weakly flapped her wings and slowly reached him. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I'm just not that good at flying."

"Well I'll slow donw so you can keep up. Let's go." Spyro and Ember flew back to the dragon temple. Spyro felt guilt. He had lied about the letter. He didn't have the heart to tell Ember what it said.

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I had help from a friend writing this chapter.