A/N: CH 7 here. Sorta small, hopefully not too much of a transition chapter. I added two new chars though, hope they become some sort of key for the story.

Chapter 7- Felines

Blaze, Spyro, and Cynder, ate a small breakfast that Frost had made that morning, and left for the Governmental Office. The dragons took the path they had taken the day before. As they paced through the alleys of this small neighborhood, they looked towards the building where they had seen that feline before. Both were pleased that he was not there, and as they walked in front of the similar steps, Spyro placed his wing over the Cynder. Spyro knew that if he would have been there things could have gotten ugly.

The purple dragon held a powerful protective nature over Cynder, since the first day they knew each other. That nature slowly became more dominant the further their relationship moved. From youth, and when the male had just saved the dragoness from darkness, he felt something within. He held that care, that need to keep her safe. Not long after that feeling became an essence of love. It was good that it matured this way, for Cynder, from young, would need someone to guide her for the rest of her life, and that someone was Spyro.

"Come on, Cyn," Spyro said, in a tender voice. Cynder looked back to the male dragon, and pecked him on the cheek. The purple savior, still not so used to her affection, flushed a light red. The dragoness, amused by his reaction, giggled vividly.

"As you say, babe," she teased. Cynder paced faster, tauntingly bumping her hip against his on purpose. The dragoness knew how much control she had over Spyro, and liked every bit of the idea.

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The three left the alleyways entered the crowds of the central streets. Many felines were up and doing their business. The merchants did their bargaining, the customers, their shopping. Hundreds crowded these large pathways, many alone, as they got tasks done, individually and as fast as they could; others took their time, as they made conversation with their comrades.

It took almost no time before they arrived to their wished destination, the Governmental Office. At the entrance, they spotted the familiar face of their feline friend, Hunter, as he sat aside two other unfamiliar Avalarians. Hunter, still on the seat he kept guard on, spoke with these two felines. He held the instrument he had played with the night before on his lap, as a support. One of the felines sat on the ledge of the window next to him, and the other had found a chair.

The dragons walked, until Blaze came to a sudden stop. He glanced to his side and noticed there were tools lying on the grass. From the looks of it, it was gardening day

"Well, see you two later," the scarlet dragon waved, as he left to do his duties. Spyro and Cynder watched as the scarlet dragon left, but then turned back, to look at Hunter and his companions. Both of the dragons strolled over to Hunter, with a feel of excitement about the two new visitors. When they where close enough, they could hear the conversation they spoke, clearly.

"Defiantly," the feline on the chair said. The Couple took some time to look at the outfitting of this ally. He dressed in thick clothing, thicker then Hunters. The collar of his large blue colored leather coat was ornamented with some sort of large fuzzy fur. The coat was hooded, hemmed with this sort of fur as well. His leg dressing was also of some thick fur hide. It gave a brilliant bluish glow in the light, despite the fact that it was white colored under the shadows. "Summers here are too damn hot; makes me want to tear all my clothes right off." The other two felines burst into laughter, as they found great joy in their conversation.

"Maybe you should wear furs that don't belong to a giant fur ball, Kosh" Hunter requested, but the feline resented this, and scowled. "Or perhaps you should shave." The felines laughed again. Both dragons now studied his physical aspects. The feline indeed had a thicker pelt then their well known companion, and that was a lot more then the other feline. He was a bit larger, more box-shaped. As the feline chuckled, a small rounded belly could be seen, he obviously had extra insulation.

"I second with Hunter, there," The second feline stated in an exotic voice, an accent that belonged to a drier, savanna region. "You're too fuzzy; perhaps a little visit with the scissors would be helpful." Hunter's laughs only increased, as well as 'Kosh's' glare. The feline who had spoken was also particularly different to Hunter. He was much thinner then their old time friend, and possessed a slick yellow coat of fur on his body. This feline face was elongated, the cheek bones showed remarkably.

The clothing he wore was also something Spyro and Cynder took notice of. This was a combination of a light, hand sown vest dyed in a yellowish tint, and a pair of trousers, also hand made. They were brought up to the level of his ankles, and signaled that he was used to wearing clothing worm upon warmer climates.

"Yeah," Hunter remarked. This feline rolled his eyes over the couple, and as the gate's guard spotted them, he smiled; his eyes gleamed brightly with joy. Hunter rose, as he gestured the other two felines to look in their direction, too. "Spyro, Cynder," he called out. The two dragons bowed lightly, to show respect.

"Hunter," Cynder responded in a bright tone. "Good morning." Spyro noted that both the other felines would react differently in his presence. The colder looking feline snuffed, and showed little signs he actually cared, but the other feline was incomparable. His eyes grew wide, and a glimmer could be seen deep within. He jumped off from the ledge of the support he was on, and landed gracefully on the stone floor. Spyro looked past Hunter, and to the warm climate feline.

"Spyro, Cynder, I'd like you to meet my two friends." The feline glanced back to his companions, who had fixed their eyes on the dragons. "That over there is Koshek," Hunter said, as he pointed to the bushier looking feline. This feline waved at them, in a common greeting.

"Good day," Koshek responded in a deep voice. Hunter then gestured towards the other guest.

"And this is Oroki." This feline, Oroki, smiled at them.

"Hello," he saluted. Both the purple dragon and the black dragoness smiled at him. "It's an honor, to meet the purple dragon. That which was said to have saved the world those four years ago." Spyro chuckled warmly at him; he had heard that one more then once before.

"Thanks, but you know. You have to give more then half the credit to Cynder here." He turned his head towards her, and caused the dragoness to blush from the appraisal.

"Oh, I see," Oroki stated, but did not sound too interested in her. His eyes were still fixed on the male, still focused intensely. "Was it difficult, to do what you did?" Spyro raised an eye ridge. "I mean to save the world."

"Oh," Spyro responded, now aware of the question. "It would have been harder without Cyn." He looked back to Cynder, smiling.

The care in his eyes, she thought to herself. Cynder still had that young girl inspiration within. She still saw Spyro as the purple savior, the dragoness' knight in shining armor, who came to save her from the evil dragon; in fact, this was close to how it really happened. The female would love him in that form forever, in the way a princess would too look down to his prince, who would sang verses to her day and night; or like the lost girl would look to the boy who saved her, and in the end, found out he was truly a knight, who willed to save her life to the last extent.

Obviously, to put into consider the night before; she had also become aware of a new way of loving the dragon. This was a more physical aspect of romance, a lust built with a more mature feel of passion. A love that would put a dragoness to want to bear the child of that she held those feelings for. This was slowly became a vivid force, and she knew it would take control sooner or later.

The dragoness batted her eyes at him; in an attempt to appear coquet.

"What, big boy?" she asked, teasingly. Spyro whisked a grin back; her attempts of appearing gracefully innocent were successful.

"Oh, nothing," the purple dragon teased back, and turned his eyes to look back to the three Avalarians. The reminder of training came back, as sounds inside the building began to bring the place to life. "Well, we should get going. We have some training to do." The purple dragon then looked inside as Hunter opened the entrance.

"Thanks Hunter," Cynder said.

"Hey, my pleasure," Hunter responded. "I'll be here all week." The feline chuckled.

"I see," Spyro snickered, as he walked inwards. As they paced through, the feline Oroki walked behind.

"Hey, mind if I ask you a couple questions?" he suddenly asked. Spyro looked at him, and forced a smile.

"Sure," he said, afraid he might become one of his 'lovable' fans.

Today would be a long day.

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