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Chapter 17
Unmentionables
"Purple Lights?"
"Yes," Spyro replied. "Did you manage to see a trace of them?"
"They weren't that hard to see," said Sparx. "They were big lights in the sky; very hard to miss."
The four of them, Spyro, Cynder, Izrayl and Sparx, were gathered around Kane, the leader of the Atlawa tribe. They had found him moment's ago, and didn't miss a beat. They immediately went down to business and asked about the Purple Lights, the main reason why they were here in the first place.
The Atlawa scratched his chin, thinking thoughtfully.
"Hmm…Purple Lights…let me try and jog my memory," said Kane, knocking on his head. Sparx discreetly rolled his eyes.
"Mom and dad have better than you." Kane then all of a sudden smacked his hand.
"Now I remember!" The three dragons leaned in curiously.
"I remember seeing them! It was the day after that group of…dragonflies, if my memory serves me right, passed by here, as they headed to the Enchanted Forest."
Izrayl and Cynder blinked and glanced at each other almost at the same time.
"Group of dragonflies?" they asked in unison.
"Enchanted Forest?" asked Spyro.
"Yes, and yes," replied Kane, looking at them.
"The Enchanted Forest…that's not far from here," said Cynder.
"That's where mom and dad are! They must have seen it to!" exclaimed Sparx.
"We should go, I can't wait to see them again," said Spyro excitedly. Izrayl blinked a bit surprised at the statement. Sparx and Spyro were related?
"Well, I'm glad that I was of any help. And, Izrayl," Kane turned to him. "I'm sorry for labelling you. That wasn't right of me. But you have to understand from where I was."
Izrayl sighed and nodded.
"I understand. Just so you know we're the good guys here," he said.
"Do me a favour, and smack that dragon for me if you ever cross paths. He destroyed our village in cold heart," said Kane with a smirk.
"We will. I have a feeling we'll cross paths again," said Spyro.
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Not long after that, the four of them were up high again in the air, and was now gliding across the winds that propelled them onwards. The sprawling landscape along with the visible horizon was magnificent. The winds were cool, and the sky was filled with fluffy, wispy clouds.
It was the perfect morning for flying. Spyro was up ahead as always, leading the way to the Enchanted Forest. Cynder was behind him and Izrayl next. Sparx was resting on Izzy's shoulder to avoid getting blown away by rogue currents.
"So…you're related to Spyro?" he asked.
"Uh…yeah, why do you ask?"
"How is that—"
"Oh, you don't know," said Sparx. "Good thing the Enchanted Forest is a bit far away, because this is a long story."
And then the next few minutes of flying was spent educating Izrayl on who Spyro and Cynder was. About the whole history of Spyro, about who he was, where he grew up; mostly a biography. Along with this, Sparx summarized to him what they've been doing during the Eternal Night, and when they fought Malefor.
Izrayl didn't even notice that they were landing already by the time Sparx was finished. It was a rather long and winding story. But at least, he was at the same page as everyone now.
"Well, now you know more about me, than I am to you," said Spyro, walking up to him, as they landed on the ground.
"Same as me; sad you can't tell us more about who you are though," said Cynder. Izrayl just nodded sadly.
"I hate it when I can't remember things…" Spyro patted him.
"Don't worry, it'll come back." He then turned his attention to the scenery before them.
"Enchanted Forest…"
They had landed in a clearing in the forest. The smell of the trees was evident in the air, as a cool breeze washed over them. The trees swayed, giving a peaceful, calm like tone to the area. The sound of birds chirping could be heard of at the distance, and the sounds of animals roaming around were there as well. It was your basic forested forest.
"Okay…we're here…but where do we go?" asked Izrayl, turning around to face Spyro.
"I think we should head over to the river. That's where the dragonflies would normally migrate to," said Sparx.
"River it is," said Cynder. "Now, how do we find the river?"
"Easy, we listen carefully," said Spyro.
The four of them nodded, and kept quiet. They all began to strain their ears to try and discern where the river was. Izrayl strained his ears to hear the sound of gushing water. For a moment, all he heard were the sound of the trees swaying, and the sound of animals…and then, there it was.
It wasn't too far off; he had gotten the distance right.
"Over there, in that direction," he said.
"Yeah, I hear it too. I think it's over there in that direction," agreed Cynder.
"Let's go then."
The four of them began to march through the forest, following their instincts as they tried to find the river that flowed through the Enchanted Forest.
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"I call your bluff then," said Ember, grinning at her.
"Fine," said Rave, going after Li.
"This should be interesting."
Ember smirked as she followed Rave with her eyes. Of course she wasn't bluffing, and Ember knew this in her mind. Once she had her mind set into doing something, she will always see it through. That was how Rave usually was; and usually, she'll be normally doing it with a partner. And that would be Izrayl. The two would always be together, having fun.
Still, it was still fun to see Rave be egged on.
"I think I'll go see what Flame is up to," she said, before walking away. She didn't have to worry about Rave. She knew by the end of the day, she'll be telling her stories about Li.
A few moment's of walking later, she arrived at the Temple Grounds, to spot her fire dragon friend. He was there, along with Malik, the electric dragon. It would seem that Flame was teaching his friend how to master the Elemental Redirection technique.
"I can't thank you enough Flame," said Malik. "It was a lucky break for me that I managed to perform it when it was my turn. But I still want perfect it. Thanks for being my training partner."
Flame shrugged. "It's no big deal, plus I was bored anyway. Ready when you are," he said.
Malik took a deep breath and prepared himself.
"What are you guys up to?" asked Ember, approaching them.
"Oh, hi Ember!" chirped Malik.
"Practicing," replied Flame.
"Can I watch?" she asked.
"Sure; where's Rave?" asked Flame, going back to his stance.
"Oh, talking with Li," said Ember nonchalantly.
"Li? You mean that dragon that was absent earlier in class?" asked Malik enthusiastically.
"Yep, that one," she replied back.
Flame however wasn't as enthusiastic as the Malik was, about the fact that Rave was chatting with Li. He had to admit, that was interesting, but he was still dealing with a rather touchy subject at the moment. His thoughts were going back to the event he had witness last night.
A dragon talking at the Pool of Visions….
A gut feeling inside him told him that this was a cause for concern.
"Flame? Flame?"
He looked up. "Huh?"
"Dude? You okay? You look like you're bothered by something," said Malik.
"I kind of am…" trailed Flame.
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Rave couldn't help but smile. She was genuinely enjoying Li's company, contrary to what she originally thought. The two of them were walking down the hall of the Temple, talking small talk. They were headed outside, to the Temple Grounds. It turned out that Li was actually a good dragon to be around with. He was quiet, which was the main reason that no one approached him. But if they actually did, they'd find a dragon that can become a friend.
"I am, surprised. Normally, I don't find myself socializing as much as now," he said in his usual formal tone.
That was one thing that Rave noted. Li always talked in a formal tone. He was like Volteer in terms of vocabulary but not in speed.
"You never…had a friend before?" Rave asked, understanding his statement.
"Sad as it may seem, you speak truth," he replied calmly.
"Why is that?"
Li stopped talking, as the question seem to have caught him off guard. Although his expression was blank and stoic, Rave could feel that he was thinking deeply. He just wasn't showing it.
He then glanced at her. "The simplest answer would be, no one tried. You're the first who actually walked up to me, and started the conversation whose agenda is to befriend me."
Rave nodded. "I see. And in that perspective, I assume you prefer to be by yourself?"
"Not necessarily. I do not find company a nuisance, nor do I find it a necessity. I just find it unnecessary at times. Usually I spend my leisure…" he trailed.
"You're busy? Doing what?"
Again, another silence; Rave noted how some of her questions seem to leave Li thinking carefully. It was like he was choosing his words carefully.
"The subject is rather touchy. I'm busy doing things one does not normally talk about. I'll leave it to you as to how you interpret that." Rave could only stare back at Li, who had an all knowing glance on his face. It was quite clear that he was finding enjoyment in Rave's puzzlement.
What was he doing exactly?
One does not normally talk about? Rave's thought processes immediately tried to decipher the cryptic statement. As it did, a question popped up at the back of her head, as they continued their walk.
What do teenage males do that is not normally talked about?
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